Beaten

Slippery, spattered red stains the kitchen walls and floor Scents of death, alcohol and anger set the score She lies helplessly with no shelter on the ground While he thinks he’s entitled to kick her around Her daughter came home to endure this whole mess There was going to be a murder and no one to confess Her mother screamed in agony and blood curdling pain The girl sat in her room thinking she would go insane She cried out to God, but did not feel the change of the earth So she called upon her daddy, who died before her birth An outline of an angel appeared in the corner of her room She suddenly felt the strength of an oncoming monsoon With tear streaked courage, she ran into the middle of his fight Stood right in front of him, pleading for him to see the light Then something happened and he backed away slow Maybe her daddy’s angel decided to partake in the show The girl threatened the life of the man of no use After that moment there was a complete end to the abuse Whether it was her or the spirit that made him lower his fist It may never be known although he seemed to have gotten the gist. 01-04-15