DIVORCE
The little girl stood, and sobbed her heart out.
Mom and dad were fighting: she knew not what about.
The whole thing began about a week ago:
another woman then, daddy got to know.
"You drunken pig!" She shouted.
"You've been unfaithful all the time".
The man screamed back "shut your mouth,
you bloody bitch!"
His fist then struck her in the face.
To the floor she then fell, with a cry.
The man had been drinking for many days now.
He thought his wife, a bloody cow.
In the flat, she had caught them.
His wife's surprising call.
Both had been naked: no excuse at all.
Then began the drinking, filthy language, and hate.
The small child was suffering: she was only eight.
The man was drinking once again;
the woman to the bedroom staggered;
the child ran screaming after mother;
the man he smoked, one after the other.
A voice from the bedroom: "get out of this house,
I don't want you near me, you rotten louse!".
An empty bottle against the wall;
the door to the bedroom, he broke it down;
he seized the woman, and stripped her bare;
he then had sex on the floor, right there;
she fought a battle, but all in vain.
From cuts and bruises, she felt the pain.
Later that night, her husband drove away.
For drunken driving, they stopped him on the way.
For many a night, in a cell he slept.
Three months in prison, this man, they kept.
Upon his release, a divorce he faced:
the cup of bitterness he did taste.
Custody of the child, he lost.
Night after night, on his bed he tossed.
His wife, for protection to the police, she went.
Her daughter, to an institution she was sent.
The woman later felt remorse.
With another man, she'd had intercourse.
The scene, it went then through her mind.
To her guilt, she was quite blind.
Her husband knew nothing: she was sure of this.
Her absence, he did never miss.
His wife as well, was involved.
That's why the problem was never solved.
She had begged her lover for some more,
and dropped her panties like a whore.
The terrible agony of divorce!
It's not a very pleasant course.
By JB Elsden