Protrusions - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Protrusions

Made to feel
Exceedingly small,
Unimportant,
An afterthought,
In his formative years.
Dominated, controlled,
Berated, violated.
Left to fend for himself
Without any sense
Of direction,
Set loose
With jagged protrusions
That slash the
People he comes
In contact with.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer