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It’s just plain wrong, there is no excuse,
To batter someone’s body, for domestic abuse.
It doesn’t make you a man, or to your friends, very cool,
It just makes you a thug, nothing but a damn fool.

She covers the welts, with make-up and concealer,
As her husband turns from drink, to the nearest street dealer.
She walked into something, she fell down the stairs,
She dies a little inside, whenever someone stares.

She tells all these lies, to protect herself from harm,
Just longs for him to be sober; to remain calm.
He’s perpetually angry and bitter inside
He tortures her body, her soul and her mind.

Why don’t you just leave him? Her friends long to ask,
She could never explain how it’s an insurmountable task.
She’s sure that he’ll find her, if ever she leaves,
He’d take it too far, her kids be left to grieve.

To all of the women who suffer this trial,
Please don’t go on, don’t live in denial.
There are shelters and groups, people who care,
Don’t hide the bruises, lay your soul bare.

And to all of the men who think it’s alright,
Why don’t you be a man; try someone who can put up a fight.
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No Excuses

Contributed by angelus8663 on Thursday, 15th December 2011 @ 10:54:59 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Theme suggested by Damian

It’s just plain wrong, there is no excuse,
To batter someone’s body, for domestic abuse.
It doesn’t make you a man, or to your friends, very cool,
It just makes you a thug, nothing but a damn fool.

She covers the welts, with make-up and concealer,
As her husband turns from drink, to the nearest street dealer.
She walked into something, she fell down the stairs,
She dies a little inside, whenever someone stares.

She tells all these lies, to protect herself from harm,
Just longs for him to be sober; to remain calm.
He’s perpetually angry and bitter inside
He tortures her body, her soul and her mind.

Why don’t you just leave him? Her friends long to ask,
She could never explain how it’s an insurmountable task.
She’s sure that he’ll find her, if ever she leaves,
He’d take it too far, her kids be left to grieve.

To all of the women who suffer this trial,
Please don’t go on, don’t live in denial.
There are shelters and groups, people who care,
Don’t hide the bruises, lay your soul bare.

And to all of the men who think it’s alright,
Why don’t you be a man; try someone who can put up a fight.

Copyright Â© angelus8663 ... [ 2011-12-15 10:54:59]
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Re: No Excuses (User Rating: 1 )
by aliopterix on Thursday, 15th December 2011 @ 11:28:02 AM AEST
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A very emotive and difficult subject to attempt. You have acquitted yourself in spades. The rhyming scheme and metre are excellent and the piece reads well. The stark portrayal of the subjugated female lends great credence to the poem and anyone with a history of domestic violence will be able to empathise with this easily I feel sure. Bold and brilliant - bravo! Al.

Re: No Excuses (User Rating: 1 )
by steppingstones on Friday, 16th December 2011 @ 02:34:56 AM AEST
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Wow! This is really powerful, and most certainly a very hard and intricate topic to handle, but you did with such care. It was really an inspiring poem that proves the complexity within domestic abuse homes. Good job :)

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