O’ Beaten Daughter


 Written for International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women


Her lips have whispered I shall not fear

For I’m a warrior my God is near

He watches o’er both night and day

And he will hear each time I pray

There is a power that is so fierce

Beyond the light she felt was near

Its eyes of anger flashed bright red spark

Turned love to hatred within the dark

The weeping willow on bended knee

Now rocks in silence sways like a tree

Her broken branches that once held love

Are bound forever and deprived of

Hands that nurtured a womb to grow

An ever-changing embryo

In a dark corner so all alone

She has been beaten down to the bone

For crossing limits in the name of love

That brought dishonor now she’s void of

The heart that beat within her chest

The only one that she loved best

The winds of anguish whispered her name

As with each strike she went insane

The breath of love that was so sweet

Inhaled the dust upon the street

There is a daughter who cannot cry

For fear her mother will come and try

To increase the tension upon the rope

That binds her hands from reaching hope

Her father’s love has gone away

Because her mother refused to stay

Within the circle they once called love

She sits in silence while wearing gloves

That cover mouths that cry in pain

For being born they carry shame

O’ beaten daughter head bowed in shame

Your crimson blood flows with the rain

I see its puddles where ‘ere I tread

Now I am standing within your dread

©Kay Salady

Image:  http://www.thenewagenda.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/domestic_violence.jpg


About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on November 27, 2011, in poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Oh wow, very powerful… gave me chills. Great writing!


  2. Extremely powerful, wonderfully written. So many wonderful lines and the rhythm flows wonderfully. An important topic.


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