Enslaved Esclavizado

According to DAVSS violence at home and abusive relationships has increased 5 fold.

How can we bring negotiation and a strategy that supports the greater good behind the closed doors?

As he slowly curled his hand and slammed his fist on the desk,

It was obvious, as his eyebrows crumpled together,

A closed book of no negotiation,

They had a hidden agenda,

He wanted to create distance,

Eagerly waiting to exit and turn away,

Ulterior motives, as they found it hard to swallow the patterns of their families,

Refusing a judgment or reason,

Fearful he would loose his status,

The power he believed they deserved,

The affection he thought they were due,

The self-respect which wasn’t there’s to give,

No time to withdraw from the noise,

Constant lovers echos of demands,

An arena of ideas to steal the affection,

Enslaved as the chains tightened,

A well so deep, they were unable to see the light.

As the sun shone through the window,

They would never take away the sunshine in the eyes of the children.

Nor the spirit of tears that filled the pages,

Of Freedom, Love and Happiness,

Open for a home of Peace, Love and Laughter

By Natasha

Según DAVSS, la violencia en el hogar y las relaciones abusivas se han multiplicado por 5.

¿Cómo podemos traer una negociación y una estrategia que apoye el bien mayor detrás de las puertas cerradas?
Mientras lentamente curvaba su mano y golpeaba su puño sobre el escritorio,
Era obvio, cuando sus cejas se arrugaron juntas,
Un libro cerrado de no negociación.
Tenían una agenda oculta,
Quería crear distancia,
Esperando ansiosamente salir y dar la vuelta,
Motivos ulteriores, ya que les resultó difícil tragar los patrones de sus familias,
Rechazando un juicio o razón,
Temeroso perdería su estado,
El poder que él creía que merecían,
El cariño que creía que se debían,
El amor propio que no estaba allí para dar,
No hay tiempo para retirarse del ruido,
Amantes constantes ecos de sus demandas,
Una arena de ideas para robar el cariño,
Esclavizados mientras apretaban las cadenas,
Un pozo tan profundo, que no pudieron ver la luz.
Mientras el sol brillaba por la ventana,
No quitaran la luz del sol a los ojos de los niños.

Ni el espíritu de lágrimas que llenaba las páginas,

De la libertad, el amor y la felicidad,
Abierto para un hogar de paz, amor y risa.
Por Natasha


Published by Luisa Natasha Parker

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