Why Does He Treat Her So?

His touch was not a loving one,

Meant to soothe her fears.

An embrace was not a warm one,

A display for their peers.

The voice was not a kind one,

Full of scorn and jeers.

Her life was not an easy one,

Seen through eyes of tears.

With a promise to love and cherish

Throughout all her life,

Why does he treat her so,

The one he calls his wife.

Every night she prays to God,

To save her from this hell,

Of broken hearts and shattered dreams,

Her existence a hollow shell.

The face she shows to others,

Is just a shadowed veil.

The loving home she wants,

Has turned into her jail.

With a promise to love and cherish

Throughout all her life,

Why does he treat her so,

The one he calls his wife.

Randall J. Beers

© October 5, 2000