To Battered Women

In Bluebeard's castle I kicked open all the windows With a dead man by my side Countless women, locked up asunder Were freed when that castle crumbled But I still had to wait out the ending With the stench of my years of slaving Taking the dreading, the sickening Feeling of constantly weakening... As if the mothers of all the men Of such deeds understood and pitied Their darlings or... They Granted me a proposal and a payoff For all the blues and the grizzly days And I saw one day of blue skies. Stalked yet in my dreams Their heads kept growing--but My one day is better than their eternity Because I wake up and shake off All those fearful days.