The worst kind of personality devastation a woman can suffer is when she is BAttered.. Batterred to a level of feeling humiliated all the time..
Battered to an extent that if the Batterer even raises a "Finger" she accepts herself as being useless...
This is a poem about a deaf battered soul I encountered.. I couldnot express the pain of that soul but this was all the pain I could rhyme..
This sunday I pray to God to bless such women with strength and insight to fight back and bring a change in their lives..
The Battered "SHe"
She looks like us, the Battered 'She'
Ears she has but she cant hear..
Words she has but we can't hear..
She is a Human deprived of living
She never takes,, does all the giving..
Her fault ,,, she's is a daughter and not a son
And a woman with ocean water's patience..
In her soul lies a Goddess essence..
Her strenght to give birth is her weakness
One more I can add, she never loves less..
Unconditional care for all she adores
Evil or Good ,she engulfs this and more
Who knows this,, But the battered soul
From her battered face,, the smile goes..
She wails alone in lonely nights.
But morning she smiles,,, believes everything is right