Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric Poet Sonnet

My Husband Is a Drunkard and Abusive

My husband is a drunkard and abusive

Fuming……
Fight is a daily bread in my marriage,
I also lost a tooth in the process,
My body is mountain of bruises,
Blue-yes are like permanent makeup on my face,
I concluded that marriage is good for nothing,
He come home drunk in the middle of the night,
Even if the food is prepared and on the table,
He will wake me to sit right in the dinning to watch him eating,
Eating until he finish,
He will just speak a stupid things and force me to answer,
I answer or not answer the fight is on and beating went on,
I am the music in the ears of my neighbors,
Not when it is a payday for my husband,
He will push me here and there until i become angry,
Then the whole salary will be spent pleasing friends,
Until too little is left he will remember to come back home,
I am a poor woman but my husband is working for good salary,
I survive by the handouts from my mother,
Too sour, horrible and terrible,
But when he is not drunk he is little better,
When drunk, he is bad and even worse,
Everyday tears left a permanent mark on my face,
Stress and BP is finishing me off,
Each time I conclude to end this abusive relationship,
The obstacle is the children of the bitter relationship,
Back to forth is the same to me and I’m confused,
So much more bad to say about this relationship,
…Burst into cry, tears eroded…..

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Anu Nayak August 9, 2015 at 11:32 AM Dear Mulaudzi, As a poem its awesome as reader gets the sorry picture so clearly but....such abuse....and domestic violence.....can't tolerate...its pathetic....I pray nobody faces such a misery.. Rated 7 Love, Anu:-) Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric August 10, 2015 at 10:08 AM Lets pray and hope so as what the speaker said on the poem is for real and do exist. Lets pray..Not another feces such a misery.. and again....Thanks for comment..

Sarah Jabri August 9, 2015 at 4:52 AM cut it loose is all i can say, it may be the hardest but it'll be the most worthy step you'll ever take...a tough battle to surely be won.....my love to you xx Sarah Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric August 10, 2015 at 10:15 AM "Still deciding" Like you said "Tough battle" Thank you for taking part on my poem for the abused. Thank you Sarah..

Njeri Hunjeri August 9, 2015 at 2:22 AM This is very sad. Domestic abuse and its painful bruises. Well written #7 Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric August 10, 2015 at 10:22 AM Sad to hear, read ,think and far bad to experience it. Thanks for the comment and reading it through.

Jan Allison August 9, 2015 at 2:06 AM This is simply heartbreaking Mulaudzi - I too have written about domestic abuse in the past - not from personal experience but that of a friend such a tough subject to deal with :-( hugs jan xx Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric August 10, 2015 at 10:26 AM Or can i say marriage is beautiful from afar, when you approach it, hey, be careful.... Or can this change or is pain forever? Thanks Jan for the support by commenting.