PEACE AT LAST
I SIGH,
I CRY,
I TREMBLE WITH FEAR....
FALLING DOWN MY CHEEK ,IS A SINGLE TEAR.....
HE'S COMING AT ME WITH A KNIFE.
SOON TO BE A STATISTIC,NOT A BATTERED WIFE.....
I LOVED,
I HONERED,
I OBEYED.
SO WITH MY LIFE,I HAVE PAID.
NO MORE HARSH WORDS ,
NO MORE SLAPS IN THE FACE.
I'M GONE FOREVER,FROM THE HUMAN RACE.
Copyright © 1997 by Ellen Rector, All rights reserved
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Reason for writing:
Watching all the abuse and violence on television,gave me the inspiration,to write this poem.I feel for all of the women that are abused by their mates.
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