The world needs women shout out to all responsible women out there who go through a lot and yet raise themselves up and try to became better people.
We cannot describe all that a woman goes through since childhood to adult hood. But sure enough, there is a lot to say.
Its the high time we raise our voice together and say no to domestic violence, victims and survivor’s of domestic violence.
Once married, a woman is encouraged to do everything for the sake of her marriage. Bearing the pain of being cheated on, suffering insults from in-laws, paying for any crime your child commits…name them all.. A woman will endure all these and still continue to pray and seek help from God.
But hey..we need to reason together; Simply because your married doesn’t mean that you must endure the pain of domestic violence. Just in case you are a victim, raise your voice while you still can. The tears of a divorced person is better than the cry of your children at your death caused by domestic violence. TALK WHILE YOU STILL CAN!
Sometimes women fail to speak out when facing domestic violence. The thought of what people will say has done so many women more bad than good. Also the thought of leaving a marriage while you still have kids is no joke.
You need to understand that a man who puts you through merciless beatings doesn’t love you.your life is better than sacrificing your entire life for a man who doesn’t truly appreciate your effort.
Pray and go find love and to the married women who have not been blessed with children yet, understand that God gives people children at His own time.You must not be a victim of domestic violence because you cannot bear children.Children come from God and not from men!
This poem is dedicated to victims and survivors of domestic violence
I got flowers today. It wasn’t my birthday or any other special day. We had our first argument last night. He said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me. I know he was sorry and didn’t mean the things he said. Because I got flowers today.
I got flowers today. It wasn’t our anniversary or any other special day. Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me. It seemed like a nightmare. I couldn’t believe it was real. I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today. It wasn’t Mother’s Day or any other special day. Last night, he beat me up again. And it was much worse than all other times. If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of my kids? What about money? I’m afraid of him and scared to leave. But I know he must be sorry Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today. Today was a very special day. It was the day of my funeral. Last night he finally killed me. He beat me to death. If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him, I would not have gotten flowers today.