She lay there
On the bed
She looked like a corpse
Battered and bruised
Yet again

He sat down beside her
And into her face
He said she was his
And this is the case

He strangled her softly
As she lay there
Unconscious
He planned to **** her
If she didn’t submit

He wasn’t going to share her
In this world or the next
But did he really care?
He’s a ****** I swear!

When someone has sorrow
And needs to just borrow
A hug from the heart
Well that’s just a start!

Give hugs And support from the heart!

Their mouths
are drooping prophets

Who've left their
salad days

Now speak in smooth
stone words

that will never
come to be

For the days
of war , famine
and pestilence

leaves one sitting
on the fence

and death
Will surely fall
to the bereft

without a course
of recompence

You stand there
as astonished

You didn't believe
the speech

When out fell the
smooth stones

of ultimate defeat