A mother tears.

Happy Mother day. Woman bare the glory and honor of protecting their children. Look into a eyes of a woman. You can learn a million stories of what life is.

 

       

   

         A  mother tears

She was a beauty.

My mother was 5 foot 8 inches in height.

She was a  slim young lady with dreams and hope.

She didn't listen to her parent.

She marry a man with rage and hate as his strength.

No-one would hear her cries or scream for help.

No-one would see the bruises and mental abuse given.

My step-father rarely hit her where the bruises could be seen.

He has a smile and good nature till he drank and hated everyone.

Step-father blamed the world for his screw-up life.

He told me he never had a fair chance.

His anger could not be controlled.

Wars and life left him pissed off and hateful.

I remember trying to help my mother.

I was 4 or 5 years old and try to separate and protect her.

He tossed me across the room.

She would try to fight back.

I could hear her cries as he hit her.

He was too powerful.

I was afraid even as a child he would kill her.

One evening a 23 year woman with two kids boarded

a Greyhound bus and they went to New Mexico.

She hid there doing waitress work for cash money.

We didn't come back to Michigan for years.

Step-father marry again and abused  more woman.

I learn never to hit a woman the hard way.

Back then woman didn't have safe houses.

Today I pray we don't allow fear and abuse to be hidden.

Woman and children need safe houses and protection.

    Coyote

     December 

Author's Note

Happy Mother day to my wonderful mother. She kept herself strong and positive throughout the years. We need to be thankful for someone who would risk their life so their kids could have a fair chance.

Reviews

[Valentine]

A very deep and painful write. There are so many people with a story like yours that hold it within and do not have the courage to talk about it and get help for the buried feelings they have stored. Yes, they have shelters now, where I worked in one were 18 t-shirts with a picture of the wife who did not live through their spouses abuse. Valentine

[Coyote Poetry]

Too much violence dear poet. I will never understand how a man could hurt a woman? We are raised by our mother, Grandmother and can have sisters.

[kij143]

very personal poem, and very true.

[Lily Mae]

This is an amazing write Coyote.. Thank you for sharing her and her strength and beauty with us.. xx

[shoaib]

wow ... amazing work
i m extemely moved
great job with this

[LA Lorena]

A sad reflection on your childhood, one that is shared by too many. Thank you for sharing such an intimate slice of your life.

[Krystal Nicole]

Absolutely Outstandig!! Great write!

[Tasha]

This is so beautiful and so sad Coyote, my mom had to go through the same thing. I'm glad you all got out. Abuse is a horrible thing to live through, but at least we have a story to tell and to help other people get through it. This was outstanding Coyote!!!

[Aidz]

Thank you for sharing......