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The wolf

     When I was a child,
     I dreamt of white picket fences,
     And cuddling on a coach.
     Long walks on a beach,
    And hot chocolate on a winters’ night.

   Instead three months into marriage.
   I was welcome with a fist.
   My dreams were scattered into nightmares of horrors and pain,
   My hopes were blowing up in vain.

   Although life was growing inside me.
   It did not stop the pain.
   More beatings and humiliation,
   Leads to lies, to family, doctors and friends.

   How long must I keep on?
   Or my walls will crumbling down.
   My wolf is not outside my house,
   That blows my house down.

   He lied his way inside,
   And broke my guard down.
   Like a pig prepared for slaughter,
   He broke me piece by piece down.
   His howls was just as worst as bites,
   He brought his wrath down with might.
   Can someone please come rescue me?
   From the big bad wolf,
   Whose huffs and puffs,
   Blow me down.


   Date: 6/08/21
   Contest: Word Play Poems with Play -on-word Raison D'etre--Poetry 
   Sponsor: John Anderson

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