Marley Marlibu Muringa Poet Free verse

Brown Bottle

"Brown Bottle"
A slap on the other cheek,
As she surrenders to the non stop abuse,
The scars on her face so visible,
Not even make up can do the trick,
They scream and shout for help,
But no one comes to their rescue,
Its another battle in hell,
For he has a "bottle" in his hand,
The stench of desperation reeks, 
All over his now useless body,
And disgusting mouth with yellow teeth,
He is under the devil's wing,
He feels powerful,
Powerful enough to raise his hands,
And slap the mother of his children,
It seems the "bottle" is now his friend,
Who can wipe the tears on the toddler's face?
Its a very traumatising time indeed,
For the brown bottle is in control.......

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Ann Foster November 9, 2019 at 8:08 PM the brown bottle is in control, so wise, so perfectly true. So incredibly sad. Prayers.. your way. Excellent write, so sad...if true... prayers again... Ann