Now We Are Free Poem by Melissa Stevens

A old broken house on top of that hill, no sunlight
Inside it where there's no carpet, just wood and nails
A young girl has rough foot, trying to walk over to her mom, the man is where he's hurting her
Can she have the guts to pull the trigger at abusive man
Would all this blow over, and we can be free
Where we don't have to stay here where he's has a negative attiude
Wouldn't listen to her before, felt voiceless
Would she speak up and take a stand
Say what you need to say, be brave
Had it enough with you
Hearing a women scream, running towards her even though her feet has blisters and broken nails but can't let that stop her
Pulling the trigger, one shot one man had it coming
We can be free now, leaving that old looking house
And never looking back, this is our time to lead to freedom
I love you mom
I don't want to lose you