The Night Without An End Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

One of those unforgetable nights,
were I sat and could not turn on the lights,
for some reason my eyes were spoiled of tears,
that the same reason I hide in the closet with to many fears,
was too young to comprehend the happening,
and I could hear mother's voice aloud and screaming,
and I knew by shouting that father had got evil again,
with his anger making sure to cause another pain,

I am just an innocent young man,
he wants to live away from any tears of women,
but time and time after time it all rings,
the voice were she cries loud still sings,
because me with mother had none to depend,
we were forced to experience a night without an end,
everymorning he is exposed to the scarz in mother's face,
but I young enough not to challenge with just a pofaced,
Why?

'Dont worry son, its all going to be fine'
word from her which I hard to define,
the scrambled word I find is 'Abuse'
a life whose correlation to mind is not to amuse,
and I live to tell the story of that nig