Domestic abuse, is without doubt wicked - the result of which culminates in either victim blaming: which is still characteristic of women living in abusive or violent environment to attribute the cause to themselves; or ends up in homicide as is the case in your poem.
Thoughtful write.
Cruelty against women should be condemned. Where there is no love, there isn't a relation at all. And the persons involved in it should end this... As mutual love and respect binds a relation forever
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
yes, abuse either way can be avoided if the parties just move on...this kind of abuse is one of the .. read moreyes, abuse either way can be avoided if the parties just move on...this kind of abuse is one of the worst kinds.
thank you for your words, Sima,
j.
Domestic violence is one of its cruelest varieties. For some long imprisoned within it, death may indeed be "a welcomed sentence." As the last lines observes, her heart died long ago.
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
yes, that is true, John....and so sad that it will get to that point eventually,
j.
We are so morally and vociferously indignant and yet we don't do a damn thing when we see it... go ahead get mad - but you KNOW I'm right. So change something ...go ahead.
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
Yes you are right...absolutely right...we see it, and we try to ignore what we see.
j.
Your poem highlights the central dilemma in abusive situations -- end the abuse continually ruining one's life or avoid the repercussions of murder which could ruin one's life. I remember standing on the precipice of this decision hundreds of times as an abused child, fantasizing about killing my dad to make the abuse stop (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
that makes me so angry...damn, Margie....I would have killed him for you....
that kind of abu.. read morethat makes me so angry...damn, Margie....I would have killed him for you....
that kind of abuse is worse than murder...
j.
Oh what a new year we have here. He used the back of his hand once too often, and she flipped. He got his just desserts, but she has got far worse. A living death. Don't you just wish people could walk away from each other before tragedy sets in? Tragic new year.
Chris
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
Thank you for your kind words, Chris...
and understanding ....
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..