he hits
for survival
subconsciously fighting
for his right to
equality
options exhaust quickly
limited by
a meagre repertoire
of coping skills
his pockets shallow
his connection to power
nil
the taste of control
short lived
now caged like an animal
he regrets decisions
no choices at all
salt stings wounds as
tears find way of least resistance
he wipes them
envious of their
freedom
purpose
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