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Post by michaelgallatin on Jan 16, 2012 13:25:19 GMT -5
I'm doing fine as a concubine, I've learned to accept the deal.
He takes my money and calls me Honey though I no longer feel.
Inside I'm numb and this is dumb but I lay down there in bed.
Seems I've gone blind and lost my mind though I know what's in his head.
He acts the pig and his ego's big but there's not much there of love.
And though I moan, I feel alone as he begins to shove.
I'm his wife and he controls my life, he is my lord and master.
I play the mouse as he runs our house and my life is a disaster.
But I have found that I feel bound and tied down by this game.
Though it's a lie and inside I cry as my soul fills up with shame.
I just don't know where I could go so I run right back, you see?
I know I'm slaving as I feed his craving, what will become of me?
Michael " You Can't Save Them All!" Gallatin
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Post by johan on Jan 16, 2012 13:33:04 GMT -5
You raise a smile Michael, as always my friend, great stuff.
Johan
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Post by michaelgallatin on Jan 16, 2012 13:41:12 GMT -5
Thanks for the comment my friend. But this must have "lost something in translation"! I mean no offense but this is hardly a smiling poem. It's written about the wife of my best friend (referred to in He Called Himself A Christian). They currently have very serious marital issues which they involved my wife and I in for advice and help. Then they didn't like the suggestions I gave or the aid that I offered!
Take care, Mike
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Post by johan on Jan 17, 2012 6:10:17 GMT -5
Thanks for the comment my friend. But this must have "lost something in translation"! I mean no offense but this is hardly a smiling poem. It's written about the wife of my best friend (referred to in He Called Himself A Christian). They currently have very serious marital issues which they involved my wife and I in for advice and help. Then they didn't like the suggestions I gave or the aid that I offered! Take care, Mike Big apology Mike, think I read two of yours before commenting and then mixed up the replys, didn't mean to offend my friend. Andrew
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Post by davelyoung1 on Jan 17, 2012 9:21:01 GMT -5
Michael Abuse is an Abomination, and poets must have the nails to show how wrong it is, and in this genuine piece of pain you did.
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Post by purplespirit on Jan 17, 2012 12:55:46 GMT -5
So sad, so shameful and so moving my friend. Somehow I often wonder how women can be like slaves to the men. Perhaps they start to paint a false picture of love by the fear to lose the partner. They must be robbed of all self esteem. What a cruel situation to be in.... Thanks for sharing. Ulla xx
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Post by michaelgallatin on Jan 17, 2012 13:03:26 GMT -5
Thank you all! I find this terribly sad and though I may have dramatized it somewhat, this is the situation of my close friend and his wife. And I'm by no means claiming I'm perfect. I fully know that I am surely not. My own marriage has been up and down and hurtful at times. It seems nobody is 100% good always to their mate. Yet what bothers me the most are two things. How this friend puts up a sham front of religious piety and then acts less Christian than I do. And how this poor lady screams for help and then goes right back to her controlling abuser.
Take care, Mike
PS - Andrew, not offended at all though perhaps a bit confused.
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