13th Of February

he was born
on that day. her mother's heart was not full.
it was torn apart.
and then he was crying
just like any boy
being born
without a father
beside him.

he grew up to be the most normal man
that you see
except the things he kept inside him.
hate. anger.

one day he had to choose.
to kill those who are responsible
for his extreme silence

or to kill the silence within him
forever.

he had chosen.
and this is all about him.
this poem,

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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