Scarlette Howard Poet Rhyme

Divorce

Who am I?
I am the wife 
The hidden victim
The unheard voice
Who made the wrong choice?
To become that hurtful victim,
Who am I?
I am the pen
That will reveal all lustful men
For choosing the wrong hen
For taking the wrong bend
And becoming their families’ bitter end,
Who am I?
I am the child you forgot
We are the children you begot
The daughter you lamed
The son you gave blame
The children whose names carry your shame
We are the victims left in this cycle of pain
The unheard voices that you chose to carry your lifelong stain.

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Phil Capitano November 10, 2019 at 4:59 AM True dat; children are the ones who pay the biggest price in divorce. Good one. Scarlette Howard November 11, 2019 at 7:14 AM Thank you

Jessica Stafford October 17, 2019 at 3:22 PM Beautifully and painfully written. Divorce affects so many people, and often the victims of divorce are left to fend for themselves after. I get it. I relate. Scarlette Howard October 18, 2019 at 12:08 PM Thank you for your comment when writing this poem I thought about the unheard voices of so many victims in which today's society brushes aside.