He Broke Me Poem by Collette Y Anderson Williams
He Broke Me
Slowly,
skillfully,
deceitfully,
he broke me...
No, I allowed him
to break me.
Repeatedly.
He knew what he was doing,
still, his cold, cruel heart
remained unmoved.
But in the face of his constant,
subtle abuses,
I am learning the art of stoicism.
I am loosening the chain -
link by link,
granting myself the free rein
to run, to exhale, to smile,
to live by my design...
No, to live by His design!
Oh, yes!
I am running free:
for he is no longer allowed
to break me.
Abuse of any sort should never be tolerated. And as human beings, we must find a way to end this seemingly never ending cycle. I applaud, and totally respect you, Collette for having the courage to write this extraordinary poem. It is one that is truly worthy of POD!
A concise and insightful verse written from the heart. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched....
I had posted my observations on the poem here. But they don't appear yet. PoemHunter is playing truant again….
I think you should rename the poem "I Broke Free"….
Thank you for your comment, Unnikrishnan. However, the title was intentional.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 3:05:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An extraordinary poem of extraordinary will and hard-earned endurance. Loved the poem. Enjoyed reading. Most happy to follow you, dear poet.
Thank you, Unnikrishnan.