The whip
There we stand in front of a man
Looks at us with fire in his eyes
Line up he yells
don't you speak
There he pulls out the whip
It long
He said
you see this
don't be scare I wont hit you
But you be bad and you will get it
The whip snap in front of our faces
And behind us
There we stand
Shaken inside
While he is laughing
How wonderful
To know that we have more pain
To bear. More pain for us to be scared
The whip he hides
The whip he has pride
For the whip
Is how he can control
The whip
By: Karen Willis
