Confession Poem by pedro moshood

He thought I was carried away,
Before picking the cowhide to rapp
Me on the head and right there, bang!
Another asteroid fell flat
Into the space right where I gazed,
Till I'm down and lay still as exhibit.

Thud! thud! I stood motionless
Like a figurine and watched
As he swing the whip daily,
Reaping skin from flesh
Till I could recite the scripture,
Learning more than I understood.

Thud! Freshly, I heard years after
Although I was born innocent
Just like the baby Bil laden
Never meant to kill till the strike
Reaped me from skin to the heart
And bled it dry and kill the innocence.