My daughter shall not know disgraceBy the atrocious man’s whimsical dictatesEarly morning off we goAcross the lake I row and rowTo the other side where my mother waitsMenacingly the man gives chaseBut no doubt I will win this raceSmooth and fluid, stroke and flowFree my daughterManaging to keep up the paceFueled by fear of hisContinue reading “Free My Daughter”