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Why Me

Why Me? It was such a great day as he held me & said I love you The clouds a white fleece & the sky such a beautiful blue My heart was singing, my eyes aglow & I thought I knew Days of happiness, laughter & joy turned out to be so few His sense of humour; patience & joy surely left him as a boy And that life’s a gimmick & all else beside him was just a toy It did not take much to fill him with gloom to spoil our day Is the whole world against me is what he would always say Venting his feelings, swearing, anger, swearing & bold strife Cuts through my soul & my young daughters beautiful life At first there was screaming, shouting & banging at the door But alas it’s now physical as he throws us down on the floor The bashing, screaming, his fists & smelly alcohol breathe Makes us both so afraid yes timid & long for an early death Then one day I looked into her eyes and saw her child like smile And that’s when I snatched her and ran & ran for many a mile We are now free from this animal & his cruel obnoxious heart And we sing like young birds that with new life make a start You see I have been beaten & bashed since I was only three And for all of these hidings & bashings I’ve always said “Why Me” Our lives both now go on as we sing so happy & so free No need to hide, run or clamber up the nearest old tree We sing, clap our hands, and dance as angels full of joy You see we are no longer this obnoxious males little toy

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 7/4/2015 11:30:00 PM
Stanley, CONGRATULATIONS, on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. Enjoy the coming week. Take Care ~SKAT~
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Date: 6/29/2015 5:44:00 PM
Stanley, you have penned a very emotional write and congratulations on having it selected as a Feature Poem for the week
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Date: 8/17/2014 2:02:00 AM
Hi I am Stan Almendro the Editor of one of the MOST dynamic clubs on the net. A visit to our Web Site (www.whisperpoetry.com) will show you our passion for what we are about. We want to invite every writer/Poet/Photographer/Musician to enter our annual competition for any or all of these categories. For U S $ 5.00 (Payable on our site) you can enter 5 entries. The $5.00 is for practical purposes and the funds are used to coach poor children in Africa to write. A larger donation is always welcome. Send your entries and proof of payment to stan@whisperpoetry.com and copy giselle@whisperpoetry.com The Competition closes on 30th September of each year. Come on Poetry Soup Members and support a GREAT cause
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Date: 8/16/2014 4:11:00 AM
Beautiful and very sad.
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Stanley Almendro
Date: 8/16/2014 4:25:00 AM
Hi Kurdt I am a WRITER and focus a lot on People and the way WE treat people and HOW others choose to treat people also. Women and Child abuse is high on my Agenda and a top priority in my life. This poem not about any particular family or person represents the EXTENT of cruelty dished out by the OBNOXIOUS male EGOTISTS of the world and in my world (South Africa). Do visit my Web Site www.whisperpoetry.com and see our passion for people. Feel free to become a part of our passion Regards, Stan Almendro

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