| The Great
Divide
When its not dawn yet
and you're curled
into a corner of the
mat
where you were hurled
waking with a start
to begin the trudge for
wood
cough as you start the
fire
smoke tearing at your
throat
as he departs eating his
fill
leaving you with weak
gruel
did a wan smile touch your
lips?
When you gave of
yourself with all your
heart
and joy blinded
you
to choices that tear you
apart
a scalpel leaving its
scar
being stoned to death
or the screams of
labour
while child-birth
ravaged
your young body so
did you realize how
painful love is?
When you worked
the barren fields all day
toil to make two ends meet
for a secure stay
forgiving the drunken
abuse
loneliness your only
companion
while he wandered
hidden behind your veil
in a loveless marriage
did you really think
|