The Prayer


Quivering palm

placed against the door

 

eyes squeezed tight

she mimics a prayer

heard before

 

flinching

 at the whimpers

behind the door

 

 “Mummy, Mummy,” she sobs

unable to contain

the pain anymore

 

 “See what you’ve done,” he roars

to the body

 slumped in blood

 on the floor

 

 

 

 

 

 

14 comments

  1. Maiya I have missed you and your poetry! OH! this a sad bad story sadly it is often true. God bless you Maiya for keep these sad things to the fore of our minds! xxxxx

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