I see you conceal dark circles
And apply your mascara,
I hear you silence your sniffles
With pillow every night,
I see you cover with henna
The bruises on your arms,
But I know, oh mother
Who the knight Is In the battle.
He calls you names like lousy
Scarring you with his venom,
And he claims he does love you
Body and soul, fist and punches,
You take his storm and thunder
Shielding us under the weather,
Love and mercy go hand in hand
And his is just one sided.
He exposes your errors
Shaming you even in public,
And you shrink with every word
Antagonizing your existence,
And your kids are your solace
To us, you are a temple,
You’ve been fighting this battle
We say- it’s time you retire.
He can’t hurt you anymore
For your kids will be your armor,
And the patience you practiced
From your lord will be your reward,
Take one step into the pathway
There’s a whole world beyond this,
It is time to break the shackles
And step into liberation.
Reblogged this on TheKingsKidChronicles and commented:
A poem of hope for abused women. God loves you and His plan for you is to be treated with love, grace, mercy, and respect. Scripture says wives are to obey their husbands, but it also says a husband is to love his wife the same way Christ loves the church. Jesus never abused anyone. No one deserves to be abused.
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Big claps….you always rocking with words….excellent writing.
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Aww, Thank you! 😊 I appreciate it.
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definitely agree!!!
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Powerful poem, and very well written.
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Thank you very much Jade. 😊
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Stark, real, powerful and filled with empathy. This is great writing and you leave a great message – walk away toowards liberation for it really is the only way.
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It is! There is no better way than freedom. Thank you! 😄
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It is the only way, for sure. You are welcome 🙂
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This poem speaks to me on such a deep personal level – walk, run, climb…liberation is oh so sweet!
I thank you on behalf of all of us 🙂
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It is quite a moving piece…you are welcome 🙂
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This is so powerful & soul shaking sweetie!! The power of words. Truly, eloquence is a gift! Allhumdulilah ❤️❤️
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Aww, Thank you very much Noorain. Alhamdulillah. ❤❤
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So powerful! Just awesome.
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Thank you very much, glad you think so.
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Beautiful poem, Sad but empowering. I’m glad the mother has her kids to stand up their father now. I hope she can be happy without bruises and without fear for herself. Great writing Ameena.
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Thank you Mandi, abuse in itself is such a sad topic. I can only pray ther other women in similar situations get their liberation too.
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Me too!
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Powerful and sad piece here Ameena. I know a mother that put up with something like this for a long time. Now she’s free. Is this personal Ameena?
❤
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It is such a sad occurrence and some of the women don’t even realize it is indeed “abuse”. I am glad to hear the woman is free. No Stacy, abuse is just one of those things I have zero tolerance to.
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Oh, I hear you. Loud and clear. I don’t tolerate it either. And yes, it is sooooo sad that there are so many woman that don’t recognize abuse in their lives.
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Awesome poem!! Moving! My heart goes out to all those who are abused! I pray they can find liberation!
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thank you1
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I pray so too Joy! It tugs at my heart when I see such stories 😔. Thank you
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Very beautiful, powerful and empowering. A very inspiring and hopeful poem for the abused woman. Great job!
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yes! i saw itas empowering and hopeful.
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Thank you Chelsea! I am glad you think so. Everyone deserves a voice. 😊
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Loved it.. Superb #ThumbsUp
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Thank you very much ☺️
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This was so beautiful. 💎
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Thank you very much Hiba, I am glad you like it 😊
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It was a pleasure, Ameena 🙂
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Ameena, this is a powerful and sad poem about the devastation of domestic abuse! It hurts my heart that women have to go through this. You said it all very well!
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Thank you very much PJ. Stories if abuse tug at my heart. I try to avoid reading books surrounding it because I get way too emotional. Thanks for reading. 🙂
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Thank you Ameena!
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I wish her kids all the strength.
Beautifully captured the hurt, pain and the latent power in your words Ameena.
👍👍
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Thank you Hargun, I appreciate your it. You are a darling ❤️❤️
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So are you 😉
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Beautiful poem 🙂 It is very inspiring !
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Thank you very much Sana sis. I’m so sorry, I don’t realize I havent replied to this comment. ❤️
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hehe.. dont worry my sis 🙂 it happens ..xoxo
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We can’t say this enough, loud and clear, any way we can communicate it. My eyes fill with tears each time I read another post about domestic abuse–I’ve been there, and got out, but the heart scars remain painful. Thank you for saying it once again–God bless you.
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I am so glad to here you are free now. It’s such a sad reality that domestic abuse occurs and it’s an honor to write on it. Thank you very much 😊
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Bless your heart 🙂
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Great writing on a sad subject ❤
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Thank you! It really is a sad topic and a sad reality ❤
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When kids get older they protect their moms from the big bad wolfs. Hopefully the bruiser is permanently gone. I feel her agony through your words, it feels like the pain is there for her but she brushes it aside.
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With age, comes the reverse protection. But the bruises left, stay for too long a time sadly 😦
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Yes the scars are constnt remainder coupled with the emotional turmoil.
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