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It was a miserable existence, that of a battered wife It was a never ending cycle of a hurt-filled violent life She always walked on eggshells, avoided direct eye contact Did nothing that would get him balled-fist riled up She always spoke in a timid voice, deferred on every household decision Never did complain when the sex was too rough Ofttimes it wasn't even her that would get his pot boiling Get him steamed and hopping mad It could be the telly news, the neighbor's cat Or the photo of his mum and dad It was a daily chore, washing away the pain that was mixed in with the bloodstains It was a daily chore, rinsing away the tears that was mixed in with the whiskey and beers And each night before turning out the light, she has to take her daily dose of verbal abuse Then tiredly arise with swollen, sullen eyes — rehearse to neighbors another recycled excuse And for a few hours she gets to enjoy a quiet space that is blissfully sweet Escape in daydreams before she faces the daily grind of wash, rinse, repeat This is one of my never-commented-on poems. It deals with a disturbing issue, domestic violence. Originally posted on 10-7-2016 — Romantic Warrior

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James Inman

Date: 8/26/2020 5:27:00 PM

Freddie, a disturbing, but well written poem.

James Edward Lee Sr.

Date: 8/17/2020 1:59:00 PM

Most formiable a reality saddy trues. A man that abuses a woman noa man he's slightly below an animal.. I have a cure for a man that hits woman, place him in a room with a professional female(s) boxer and may the best human (woman) winthen forgive him!! Brillant write Write on Bro. Freddie

Robert Lindley

Date: 8/17/2020 5:49:00 AM

Avery important poem, so well composed on a very important issue. I suspect that is why it got no replies back then. Too many here seem to want only feel good candy type poetry. Serious poetry and on point message poetry is too oft shunned. Sad that is, I go. Afav, God bless..

Gershon Wolf

Date: 8/16/2020 3:33:00 PM

Can't understand the 'no-comment' back in 2016... This is poignantly penned, and sadly all-too-real... Just read that one of the coaches under consideration for the Chicago Bulls new coach (my hometown team) is Adrian Griffith. His wife has recently accused him of multiple incidents of violent abuse, all documented. You'd think the guy would be out of the running already. But NOOOO. Win at all cost rules the country and the world. Thanks, Freddie.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/16/2020 8:35:00 AM

This is a very powerful write, Freddie. Women face abuse from crazy men like the one you so eloquently describe. I vote your poem for poem of the day. Excellent write.

Heidi Sands

Date: 8/16/2020 7:53:00 AM

I am also surprised this didn't get comments before and I don't remember seeing it. But, it shows this harsh reality of what happens to people. You have written this so well. :)

Lawrence Sharp

Date: 8/16/2020 6:42:00 AM

Yes, never commented on (until Si and Jenish today) precisely, I suspect, because of its troubling nature. A brutal subject very bravely confronted, Mr Fred, well done.

Silent One

Date: 8/16/2020 4:34:00 AM

I am surprised your poem do not get comments, as you are one of the best word weavers on here.. Your poem covers a disturbing and sad reality of life... Written brilliantly as always..

Jenish Somadas

Date: 8/16/2020 2:30:00 AM

And each night before turning out the light, she has to take her daily dose of verbal abuse.. Yes, surely a disturbing issue in some or many houses.. Nicely conveyed the emotions in well crafted lines.. Have a great day Freddie..