Who Will Water My Plants
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Abuse, domestic violence
Who Will Water My Plants
I swore by the rare LEO moon -
well lighted above.
That I would never falter
in our marriage of love.
I swore by all that's good and right, that
I would be the perfect wife.
I told myself and a million stars;
It would be best to cover up the scars.
If I were to only tow the line
I could keep the matter
under my mind.
So sure that your temper
would settle down.
When our children be grown and gone
and finally living on their own.
The inner-voice you have inside
I hoped to your GOD
conscience, it would chide.
Awaking yet your virtuous side.
I should had left when
the children had gone,
After that you
barely came home.
ALONE with my wounds,
computer,and plants.
You allowed me no friends,
never filed a complaint
no records were kept.
Under the carpet
my abuse had been swept.
One night he came,
could not find
his good shoes
which he kept
under our bed.
He then,threw a glass,
and it just missed my head.
The fury in his eyes,
said that I was to die.
When the smoke cleared,
it was he that lay dead.
Being alone, I had secured protection
"Who will water my plants if I die"
"I thought "
"I fired a shot in his direction.
I could not reply
When the officer
asked me "WHY"-
I could not explain
the tears and the pain
"Who will water my plants"
was my only cry.
"Who will water my plants "
I did sigh..
Explanation,of no use-
from years of
silencing abuse.
Why I stayed
I never knew.!
Love had ended,ended too soon.
I had promised that Leo moon.
As I had no rant-
All I could say
as they led me away...
Was... "Who will water my plants " ?
Copyright © Vicki Acquah | Year Posted 2014
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