To All Women Battered By Brutal Men.

To all women battered by brutal men Cast not the blame at the foot of heaven The dyed cloth by brutality stained Shake that rag in demon's lurrid face The summons writ for him disdained By God and the better virtues of the race. Then come down to the spiritual waters Here, find balm for wounds and craters Of flesh and faith, the Creator's love await Your witness to the truth of sin Swing wide your forgiveness like a gate Let his words flow where pain has been For he who made you, his little flower And brimmed the bee in your fragrant bower Was not intent that a petal should fall From pedacle or heart bruised to tear But promise one day, it shall worth it all Glory restored from winds of despair.