THE GIRL ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD

CHAPTER ELEVEN

\\ THE WAR \\

The stench in the room
Had grown stronger with wasted time.
'Where is she?' the husband panicked.
How dare she try and take away what is mine?

For he might be destructive,
He might have thrown all his desired respect into the bin,
But even a man as cruel as him
Would never ever hurt children.

They were what the universe gifted you
When your happiness was running low.
A needed light in the dark
Directing you on where to go.

They were the precious jewels
Even the most poorest parents wore.
Their smallest scar
Would cause your whole body to become sore.

They were what the husband
Always wanted.
The dream,
The light,
The gentleness he hunted.

They were what she took away from him
Time and time again.
Proving to him
That on women you can't depend.

He had always wanted a daughter,
So his wife's worry he couldn't conprehend.
She wouldn't be like other women, he decided,
Her characteristics he would mend.

He'd turn her into a lady,
A proper one at that.
Not the type of women who shortened their skirt
Behind men's back.

She'd learn to sit with her legs crossed
And a hand on her knee,
Learn to cover her beauty up
So that there's less for men to see.

He would teach her everything
Her mother clearly wasn't taught.
For when she met him,
Every cheap word she bought.

So he was going to teach his daughter
The truth behind the whispers of men
So that she could always distinguish
Between a foe and a friend.

So that she would not be as weak
As her mother.
So that she would not fall to the same fate
As her brother.

No, she was going to be different,
He was sure of it-
And his dear wife would pay for her deeds,
He'd make sure of it.

He would turn his daughter against her,
Showing her the enemy from the very start.
That was the war the wife began
When she tried to defuse his daughter's heart.

So he followed the stench and for the millionth time,
Stopped in front of the bed.
His wife was softly protesting,
Her hands clutching her head.

He knew he was at the right place
But there was no living being in his view.
Suddenly, an idea,
No, he denied, his eyes moving beyond the bed,
That's a level of cruelty even she wasn't near.

But he couldn't put it past her,
So he fell down on his knees.
But even the monstor wasn't prepared
For the sight he was about to see.

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Stay gentle,
Shakierah