Harold A McLelland
Abuse
His voice was so
loud and filled with wrath.
Now she wishes
she’d chosen a different path.
He uses his
strength to throw her about.
She once loved
him but is now left without.
His fists,
clinched so tightly that his knuckles are white.
She wonders if
she will even make it through the night.
A weapon, which
was designed to bring pleasure,
Now delivers
humiliating pain without measure.
She thinks that
she must somehow get away.
But some fear
within her always makes her stay.
He has succeeded
in beating her into submission
It’s like a
cancer that will not go into remission.
So she remains
quiet, like a good little wife.
Maybe peace would
come if she were to end her life.
Champion
The darkness could not overtake you
my dear!
Lessons are not always ones that
bring us cheer.
At times, some unseen hand, allows
us to see a new day.
You were taught a terrifying lesson
in order to show others the way.
May you Champion your cause my
Knighted Princess!
Go to dear ones in need and to
those in distress.
So take flaming sword in hand and
light the way,
So that others, in darkness, need
not to stay.
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