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Author Name: Freehnk903 4 Comments
Date Added: November 07, 2005 11:11:25 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The cruelest crime

Quietly she steps down the stairs
With her infant cradled in her arms
She walks past broken kitchen chairs
So careful not to raise any alarms
Softly behind her she closes the door
Then on foot she flees into the night
Never again will he knock her to the floor
No more will she live in such fright

A train ticket she buys, careful to use cash
Her destination is anywhere but certain
The kerchief she wears hides the gash
This beating brought down the final curtain
She left him peacefully asleep in bed
As she quietly planned her escape
She knows when he wakes he will want her dead
When the police arrest him for the rape

She gets off the train after a couple of stops
Then pays for the room at a motel
Then gets to a phone to call the cops
To relate to them her life of personal hell
She looks in a mirror to see the bruises
Tears roll down as she begins to cry
His fists are the weapons that he uses
Where did it all go wrong she wonders why

She knows that soon she will have to go back
Return to the scene of this ugly crime
And somehow get her life back on track
She knows her wounds will heal with some time
Her goal is now to have him put away
For all the hell he has put her through
Show him that every dog has its day
For her child and herself it's what she must do


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Comment By: FreePamela A. Lamppa on November 18, 2005 06:38:24 AM Report
A moving piece of work Henry. I don't even know how to respond to this except that you have presented a cruel reality that may just help vicitms move forward and learn that they are not the cause of the abuse. I thank you from the very depths of my soul for posting this piece.
((HUG)) ~Pam
Comment By: FreeGlata on November 9, 2005 10:06:46 AM Report
Too often this happens ...every day...every second...and the ones that don't use physical force can often use the emotional beatings to keep someone in line, to their way of thinking. Abuse is ugly, and you've brought it to life here...Wonderful write about a very harsh situation...Thank you!
Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on November 7, 2005 02:40:14 PM Report
Henry this is such a sad poem, even sadder is the fact that this sort of thing happens more than we even want to know. Wonderful piece Henry.
Heartfelt and revealing.
Comment By: FreeKeri on November 7, 2005 11:35:02 AM Report
Such abuse is all too common and it's such a horrible experience to go through. Any abuse...physical, sexual, verbal, mental...should never be tolerated. Of course, we don't live in the perfect world...

Very well written, Henry.



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