A powerless poem.
Quiet
He slowly creeps out
To the kitchen for food.
He did not eat as well
As he wanted
For he did not enjoy
The food given to him
That night.
Quiet as he can be
Making not a sound
For not to wake
His papa sleeping
Soundly in the next room.
For if he did
He would be sent back
To deal with his pain
As punishment.
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