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A free verse about domestic violence? Think metaphor. The answer's in the poem. Find it! |
| Assault of a Free Spirit I hold the weapon in my hand Pure focus of mind And you just sit there and scream Hit me! And I do And you fly through the air And I stare as you soar With my dreams and my hopes in your keeping Be mine But you won’t Glistening dimpled whiteness you lie Naked in the sand. Won’t you take me? I’m yours if you’re strong So I try But too weak Not of will but of skill To bring you to task and control Your independent spirit Give you up? No, not yet You will one day do my will And I won’t have to scream and gasp As you choose to seek your own way Yet call me To follow So I stay with you time and time In hopeful expectation of your compliance Your submission. When I’ll cease to curse And hit you No more Alan Turpie |