The Woman I Would Also Marry Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

It's four in the morning
Am hearing beatings and slapping
Music has stopped
I think the husband has come back
He is all drunk and noisy
He is angry and so wild
The wife is sobbing from crying
And brings him food

The night is short
He wakes and goes away
Comes back at midnight
Fights the wife for a while
And goes to sleep
It goes on like this
Now two years since marriage

It's three in the morning
He chases the wife
Who does not hear
Who does not see
Who does not listen
Who cannot cook for husband
Claiming "where is money for food? "

Its Sunday midnight
He's taken into cells
For violence and threatening to kill
The night there is long
Morning brings the wife
Pays the bill for releasing him

He is home and happy for the wife
For a day or two or three or a week
Its early morning, he goes away
Comes back at midnight,
Drunk and noisy
Chases the wife again

A week later on he follows her
To ask her for forgiveness
She comes back
What exactly doesn't she learn from the past?