Picture This (I think you can...) <br />********************************** <br /> <br />And so he pretends to be your lover, <br />'Til his subliminal rage takes over. <br /> <br />Anger and resentment builds, blinding him, <br />His anger is bright and his wits are dimmed.. <br /> <br />He blames you for his own ineptitude, <br />Resorting to brutal acts and language crude, <br /> <br />And suddenly you become his victim, <br />Used, battered, abused and accused by him, <br /> <br />You protest and he becomes more irate, <br />He says women lie and he's filled with hate! <br /> <br />Where you needed love, the back of his hand <br />Is what you get, so run while you still can! <br /> <br />You do not dare follow where he has led, <br />For if you cannot run, you'll wind up dead!<br /><br />Karl Stuart Kline<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/abusing-women/
