Traumatizing events;
Life has left behind;
Shameful mistakes,
Hiding from the light
Staring in a mirror;
She looks just like my mother,
Scars, cuts and bruises,
All staring back at her
I guess it's true what statistics say;
Once you have been down that road;
It is hard to break that chain.
To every man;
That raises his hand;
To strike a fragile being;
GOD made woman to be loved and protected,
Please be ADAM to your E-V-E
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem