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Destiny Bennett
Grade 12
Monsignor Scanlan High School
Inspired by: E. Browning’s Sonnet 43

How Do I Loathe Thee

How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways.
I loathe thee for your lies and the inflicted pain you caused me.
I loathe thee to the depths of my soul
for all the sleepless crying nights and depressed days.
I loathe thee to the firing roar of fury
that burns inside when I hear your wretched name.
I loathe thee from deep down my cold heart,
you are to blame. 
You hurt me. Did you not know?
I loathe thee so much, my self-esteem will not grow. 
I loathe thee the way the devil loathes God’s child. 
I was so sweet, then I met you and you hurt me; my inner fire burns wild!
I loathe thee, Oh! How I deeply do. 
Because of you, I’m afraid to say “I love you.” 
So how much do I loathe you?
Words can't describe and I won't be rude. 


A precious diamond 
caught in a trap of soot.
Little Becky was only 8 years old.
Smile brighter than a vibrant star.
Happiness and laughter are what she brought.
When she stepped in the room,
Blackbird is what I called her.
“Auntie, sing the song from the movie to me.”
Little Becky loved the sound of my voice when I sang her favorite song
“Why you wanna fly? Blackbird,
You ain't never gonna fly.
Your mother's name is lonely. 
Your father’s name is pain.
Why you wanna fly? Blackbird 
You ain't never gonna fly.”
Months gone by since I’ve seen Little Becky.
Turn on my TV to see my baby girl’s favorite movie. 
My phone rang, “Destiny, Little Becky is gone.”
Nobody knew Little Becky had a stone sized brain tumor growing.
My heart shattered in my chest.
My day went from rainbows and dancing bunnies,
To dark gloomy days.
I lost my best friend, my niece, my everyday happiness.
“Why you wanna fly? Blackbird 
You ain't never gonna fly.
Your mother’s name is lonely.
Your father’s name is pain.
Why you wanna fly? Blackbird”