Here is a picture poem dedicated to the priceless jewels that have fallen prey to the batter and burst of bully spouses.
Weep not, Dear woman.
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WEEP NOT, WOMAN

Weep not! Dear woman; Weep not, my troubled lady
Let your wits be firm, and your seaming hopes trustworthy
Though your darkness is weedy, and your feminine pride sunken
Keep the waters in; your shame shall be gone in no longing

Be strong! Dear woman: for failure cannot cope with persistence
Nor can violence withstand the pressing calm of peacefulness
Be gone with will! His wanton intimidation shall soon be no more
You never wished for a sour union or a marriage torn raw

Quite severally, he’ll batter and bully you in gory assault
Then condescendingly mock your being with callous disgust
Weep not, weary woman – his kind won’t breathe long in life
Bullies are cowards, who live all their scornful days in strife

Such apathy! All you gave was fruitfulness and total submission,
You’ve whimpered and endured: and yet still, craved his affection
Such devilry!! All he gives back, is pugilistic persecution and terror
Cry no more! Your seeds still need your strength and vigour

You’ve made your choice; pray and plead for him, but weep no more!
Leave him be! He is no diligent man – he’s lost; he’s erred a divine law
He is a prisoner of self; a sullen cheat, a victim of a reprobate belief
Give him up over to the passage of time, and let fate rectify the mischief…

Pat Ashinze, 2017
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