A lash or two is all it takes
To discipline the boy for all his mistakes
A slap across his check
A pull of his hair
Is what it takes to make him straight
Punch him in his stomach
To make him vomit
Just to remind him whose the boss
And if he dares to run away?
Cut his legs
Pin him down
And beat him to hell
Make him what you felt ten fold
Torture his soul for the fault of his mother
Twist his wrist
When he oppresses
Starve the boy
When he agresses
This is the way, the only way
To teach the boy, to make him learn
For if the rod shalt spareth the child
He'll grown into a monster
Unstructured by rules
So beat him to near death
If that's what it takes
So he will be better
So he will learn
JE LEEST
Troubled Youth [Poem Collection]
PoëzieA collection of poems based off of many thoughts and emotions swirling all inside me in a somewhat story form. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ All poems are written by yours truly. That's me. Foxricane! So don't steal!!!
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