They had a love no one could understand.
Verbally abused, humiliated,
She concealed the suffering
From his hand.
Bruised and beaten in and out,
Her self-esteem so low,
Security in doubt.
Many times she left and came,
Inside though not,
She took the blame.

"Never again," he pled and cried.
She left for good,
That week she died.
In court, the jury, the spouse in trial.
Acquitted, released,
Within a smile.
For the rest of his life
He promised to find,
The perpetrator of the crime.
For many years
He looked around.
In search one day
Himself he found.