Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Always in the Name of Love

When she refused to be a victim,
when she decided that her life was her own and she was reclaiming it,
when she realized that she was free of his grasp,
free to be happy, free to be who she was...

This is when they lost control and put up the greatest fight,
this is when they sought hardest to rein her in...

With silver badges and matching cuffs,
with a father's promise of truth,
more lies were spread,
her spirit broken further...

Isn't it funny the lengths a man will go to,
to break down the spirit of a woman,
when she is his property,
when she disobeys his command,
when he loses control?

As one's soulmate,
the one he could not live without...

As one's daughter,
and a claim of concern and love...

The two conspired and found a common thread,
one evil female that needed broken,
that needed to be taught a lesson,
too headstrong, too independent,
not the things a good woman should be...

Together, they pleaded with the judge,
one for freedom from scrutiny,
the second, much the same...

Protection From Abuse granted,
asylum denied,
she thought a victory won...

Uniform, badge and "father's concern,"
not one used to being told no,
not one willing to look the fool,
the one whom is always right,
and always knows best,
continued forward to break her...

The wrestling, the cuffs,
the humiliation, the added pain,
"she's too tiny, twist them farther"
the scars now hidden and yet still showing...

Hurt because they lost control,
hurt because of their fear,
hurt because women shouldn't be strong,
hurt because this is how men break women...

One more day in the life,
one more day broken by men,
two that claimed love,
two that claimed duty,
none willing to admit folly...

And so it stands,
these deeds of love,
she was still in the wrong,
for they all say so,
they all know best...

She is to accept, forgive,
and love again,
to trust again,
to extend her hand and say please,
please return to my life,
please continue this love....

Please continue to break my spirit,
to shake me with false hugs called love,
to tell me that you know what is best,
convince me I deserved it,
convince me it is love,
convince me I need this love of yours...

As your love has always been so freely given.

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