It was Heard a Silent Cry

It was heard a silent cry...
but the night hid it away.
She asked herself why
God didn't hear her pray.

She just wanted to be cherished,
a soft kiss, a warm caress
but the love around her perished
and her life became a mess.

She begged kneeled down on the floor,
but a kick was all she obtained.
A few teeth blown by the door
her body and soul were drained.

A white rose torn and withered
her soft skin like petals was left broken.
Her heart filled with bile so bitter
a cry muted, a plea unspoken.

Lifeless in pain and misery
she just wished to find an end
beaten up her spirit weary
couldn't fight against this fiend.

Demon drunk drove a sharp knife
and stabbed her heart unmercifully.
Pain ended... as well her life.
God answered her pray... finally.

****This poem is deicated to the three women assasinated this week in my country victims of domestic violence. They were killed by their husbands in horrid ways. This type fo aggression should stop. No one has the right to hurt other. Men have no right to mistreat and hurt women. This crime should be treated and punished by law with the severity it requires!