I Become

I hand you the things you robbed me of.
I bow for you where you tore me down.
I offer tears drawn by lashing words.
I sacrifice the gifts angrily demanded.
I embrace the unreasonable punishment.
I become the thief, despot, tormentor.
I become, I do, so we can both be free.

Published by Yaku Potgieter

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