Friends Had Said!

Friends had said leave him don’t take the pain

he’ll really hurt you one day!

The young mum knew in her heart it was true

but she loved this man.

His abuse she took thinking it was not meant

both at the age of consent!

 

Would not admit that she feared her partner

the blows just pressure release.

She also worked the bruises were well hidden

harder now with the kids.

Somehow couldn’t break away from his power

each was a dangerous hour!

 

One day the tension was impossible to contain

and the violence excelled.

Terrified she left taking the two crying babes

leaving them with relatives.

Her husband had followed the row continued

his anger had truly stewed!

 

In the street and back in their miserable home

all control was now lost!

Each blow hurt more cries for mercy ignored

this time it never stopped

Then there was no more motion only silence

losing the strength for defence!

 

He stood without any emotion just indifference

leaving his wife and a mother.

Dead on the carpet at the age of twenty-five

should have had many years.

Laying alone as this man-made his futile retreat

her children never again to meet!

 

We can only hope justice will be done!

 

The Foureyed Poet

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Realised!

The journey seemed to be dragging he was late

realising he should have flown.

The scenery was sparse turning to desert

as the sun began to set.

His vision obscured by such orange light

then something came into sight!

 

He swerved  his hired car into a sandy bank

coming to a sudden stop.

Shaken but unhurt and really concerned

had somebody he hit?

Getting out he scanned the dusty highway

nothing at all was on display.

 

Surprised there was no damage to the vehicle

after a rest carried on.

Several miles down the road saw a hitchhiker

was not keen to pick up.

But felt it unfair to leave them stranded here

with no townships near.

 

Also nice to talk to somebody for a short while

she got in and said thanks.

Though there was something different about her

they chatted a little.

Her complexion did strike him as very pale

as they continued on the trail.

 

After an hour came to a small filling station

fuel was getting low.

The girl didn’t get out and sat in the car

filled up and went to pay.

On his return the girl was nowhere to be seen

what had happened to the teen?

 

Going back to ask the assistant if she’d come in

but said nobody else had entered.

Giving a description of the girl he’d given a lift

the assistant nodded knowingly.

Telling him lots of drivers had told the same tale

of a young woman strange and pale.

 

There  was a hit and run a teenager was killed

the driver was never found.

A life that was taken so much unfulfilled

forever that road to pound!

 

He went on his way in disbelief she seemed so real

and sad at such a young life lost!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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