Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
[Chorus:]
La-da da da da da da da
La-da da da da da de
Talking 'bout you and me
And the games people play Joe South
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" This poem is dedicated to fellow Author's Den writer Tinka Boukes and all other women and men who are suffering abusive relationships in muted silence and compliant obedience "
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When the unforgiving door slams shut
the nightmarish abuse begins again
the control freak monster, rears his ugly head again
and the whiplash tongue starts her tirade again
if it's true all men are bastards
then my Mum got it right again
I've watched my sisters cower
when the monster comes home again
and seen my brother slither
when the bitch gets out her claws
it's a f***ed up world we live in
and it sickens me to my pit
for a man that hits a woman
is a bastard in my eyes
and a woman who scorns her husband
dozen't deserve to wear his ring
so excuse me all my poets
while I throw up my bile
there's no such thing as love anymore
with the games that people play
toying with each other's emotions
and jumping in and out of bed
wearing their alter egos
whilst conceit and pride they hide
I'm gonna go out and buy two tickets
and escape with my love to Mars
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
Birgit and Roger
I Abused Kid Became Black Sheep-Bastard Broke Up(Divorced) Family-No Regrets (All 2 Faced Anyway)This Day!!1 Karate Punch His Nose Damned Near Killed My Bastard 6'4" 250 Lb Daddy-Turned 18 Birthday,5'8" 149 Lbs,I Could Not Take It Anymore--Like Slaying Goliath,i.e.Never Laid Hand On Me Again Or My Mother...
He Died Xmas Day 1969-Wrote Letter Days Prior Sayen: How He Raised (All Pain) Me Up Only To Grow Up Punch His Face Out...
TRASK
That's my little story, I hope that you agree, cause in your poem,
I saw and felt, the same anger, that exists, in me.------- Art
God Bless
Michelle!
You may have saved lives today; oh, I hope so. Especially for Tinka's sake. Tinka: your life, your children's lives, are far more valuable than you think. GET OUT. Don't matter--there are shelters for women and children in trouble.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Hard hitting, brutal write--but the consequences of staying in an abusive relationship are far worse.
Regis
A man who will stand up for the so-called 'underdogs' deserves a metal but all I have is applause :)!
Some carry out their threats, others just spew lies but who knows which person is which? Therein is a reason for the 'wait', the 'continuation' of the misery.
Surely those who 'can' ... do; those who 'can't' don't. It's that simply.
God bless you, Tinka and all those who suffer abuse of any sort, any where.
:)Sandy
I am leaving in two days time to visit my daugher...and while I am gone I will try and work out some plan to move out...I have one problem...I have NOWHERE to go without him finding me....If I want to go I have to leave the country!! Or dead I will be for sure!!
I still have one child in school that makes that kind of move difficult.
But thanks for your support and for caring.....buy and extra ticket or two okay...!!!!!!
Love Tinka
Love,
Eileen
I'm glad you wrote this supportaive look at abuse for male and female.
Bless you!
Susan
I've always been one of those nice guys women praise but don't pick- and then they cry on my shoulder about the monsters they do pick.
So I'm left wondering things like how can such an awesome cook actually find a guy on this planet who would complain about her meals? She found him.
How can such a beautiful lady find a guy who teases her about her weight in front of company? She found him.
And then the physical abuse. How can you find somebody who would actually be violent? That is so insane I honestly wouldn't even know of such a person- but I do know very nice ladies who find them.
I get upset thinking I'm crazy...an old fashioned freak raised by parents in what was called a family.
I recently had the sweetest lady tell me how her first husband used to pick up their pet cat and beat it until feces came out. Then she explains this was BEFORE they were married.
BEFORE you were married?
Is that a turn on? Honest to God.
I give a cat Pounce treats and scratch it's chin...no wife for me.
Yeah, hold my seat for Mars.
John
Poignant write
Well done, peter
love and peace