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His words cut deep like a knife,
Last night, it was as if all the unknown of the world pressed upon her gloomy soul,
His last punches blasted her chin and as well blurred her vision
The love they once had deserted the shores of his heart,
Like the parting crimson glory of the ripening summer sun,
Oops! She was married to a monster in a warmest husband's clothes.

Little Joshua got off the blue school bus,
Looking so sad and depressed,
You see it on his dull face,
Mommy and Daddy have been fighting again,
The roar of the commotion rose to thunder,
He's caught in the middle of it all,
Studies meant nothing to him at the moment,
Thought shook through him in poignant pictures,
A definition of wild whirl of nameless regret.

He has dreams, like every little boy in the world,
But right now his main dream,
Is to talk sense into the father or see him disappear forever.
He was fed up with those angry voices,
And can't embrace with ardor the prospect of serene leisure,
Like he was caught in a frosty thraldom of winter,
A ton's weight of resolve upon his muscles were just far fetched.

The mother's choice didn't work out the way she thought it would,
Alone in the room ruled by a viper,
Memories were flashing like moving images,
She remembered when she held his hands in church,
The pastor read through the scriptures,
Putting words in her mouth,
Maybe what the pastor said was not something that was within him,
She was blinded by the glittery,
Now pains devours the walls of her mind,
Yet, she could not throw out phrases of ill-humor.

Little Joshua came back from school,
He goes up to his room devastated and broken,
There was no point complaining to anybody,
Because Dad's ears were blocked and Mom's heart was already bleeding in anguish.

It's late already,
"Go to bed Joshua"
Mom's voice subtly echoed,
And remember to pray for better days
There he prays for one thing;
God, will you make Daddy disappear forever?
But never knew that Mom still loves the Dad amidst the beatings,
He forgot one can only choose his friend, but cannot choose whom his biological father is.
He woke up in the morning and mom said to him,
Time heals when pain is love!!!

A Stewart Annie Everestus 's poem © 2019
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