A Simple Life Lesson

I watched the centerpoint before me mistreated and abused,

at the point of this discretion it was nothing that was new.

I had hurt this man, breathing and unmoving in the street,

yet all of this was proposed for every other time I was weak.


He wouldnt hit her anymore, this much of truth was fact,

Yet there was a thought that was rubbing on my back.

She was unmarked, unscathed, and no part of her was stole,

There was a lesson learned; even angels lie to gain control

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