Verbally Abused

Verbally words not a strike with a hand the words so harsh lightened with a torch often mad and angry behind closed doors remembrance of unforgettable scenes constantly harsh words were spoken the anger, the bashing everlasting clashing boldly of name-calling the loud voice is heard sounds of thunder, as they would roar Satan has a stronghold setbacks were told negativity along with the ways the mindset, the bullying the control takes a load silent and ashamed the games were being played the outlook to the public a nice and kind person the smiles are all in the doors are all shut again, now sin jumps in seems endless overtime the days are getting longer from the sun up to the sundown the abuse starts another round verbally, in disguise people were so surprised one day, another day the hidden scene came alive the exposure was revealed the tops had no seals they escaped so rapidly now much happier the games were over the shame had a name items of clothing, wrapped in a quilt the fire was burning, barely lit Prayers are spoken spared in a lifetime a token of genuine love from the almighty Jesus above. VIOLENCE is NOT the answer.