The Day Mufasa Died

The Day Mufasa Died

A Poem by Becky
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A young wife deals with domestic abuse.

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You think you’re bad,

You think you’re brave.

The universe should bow down,

Sing praises to your name.

 

You scream and stamp,

Slam doors and growl threats,

But one day you’ll fall,

All your goals unmet.

 

I have just one wish,

That only once more,

You’d sit down and relax,

End this pointless war.

 

But no, never again,

Will we flirt in the garden,

You’ve become someone else,

Your heart has hardened.

 

I dropped out of school,

For you and our son.

I knew it wasn’t right;

We were much too young.

 

Something has changed,

Made you abuse,

I know it’s not you;

It must be the booze.

 

You cry sometimes,

And say you’ll stop,

But then a week later,

Your fist will drop.

 

Oh, sweet true love,

Where have you gone?

Do you even exist?

Or have I been conned?

 

I don’t want to think it,

But I believe I must.

I’m leaving you

I’m breaking our trust.

 

Though it’s already broken,

Smashed beyond repair,

Thrown in a gutter,

For someone else to care.

 

I’m leaving for our son

(Oh, Eli honey, don’t cry.)

He’ll not know a thing,

He’ll not know why.

 

His daddy's a hero,

Don't you know?

Brings candy and toys,

Plays in the snow.

 

But I’m taking him before

You can turn on him,

Before you lose control again,

Crush his skull on a whim.

 

I’m leaving before

I give in to your pride

When the worst day of Eli’s life

Is still the day Mufasa died.

© 2012 Becky


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this poem reminds us all about how horrible reality is and just how innocent children are. Powerful words with so much bitterness and bite. Abuse is not okay and never will be, and getting away from it is definitely the best decision anyone could make, especially when a child is involved. Great poem with a strong, emotional central message.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow............. powerful write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Boy that blew my mind. You could feel the anger and depression and frustration. It was beautifully written

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A wonderfully expressed piece upon a tough subject that wields many emotions. I felt that you captured the essence of abuse well and allowed the words to carry along strength and hope with it. No one should ever have to be in that position, but yet, people are. Well written!

Aaron

Posted 12 Years Ago


I dont think there is a word that will compliment this piece fully because you took a serious concept and gave it three different view without actually changing how the poem was written... i hope that makes sense XD i really loved it. especially how you tied it back to the child in the end with mufasa.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh my god, I am in love with this poem.
No joke, I want to have it's babies. (Okay, maybe I am joking.)
This is just truly amazing, and the last stanza makes me want to cry, because it's really just amazing. I really have no other words.

Posted 12 Years Ago


very nice wordplay

Posted 12 Years Ago


The title got me curious, an amazing poem. I really like the last sentiment of preserving the child's innocence.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jealous! Good work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Right from the title, you struck the right chord with this poem. The raw emotion, the rhyming scheme, the well-captured voice and the parallel to the Lion King...

Just two words: Pure awesomeness!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on June 29, 2012
Last Updated on August 8, 2012
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