When I look into your eyes 
I see a loving, tender man. 
And I sometimes wonder, when I read about others 
Why they can't be as lucky as I am. 
I really get angry when I hear 
How some marriages are lived in pain. 
How can you live with someone who hurts you? 
How could you let them hurt you again? 
But then I talked to a couple of women 
Who say they are afraid to leave. 
They can't raise their children without a father. 
Or so he has made them believe. 
But what kind of life are you giving your child 
By making them live with so much hate? 
Don't you know that by keeping them there 
A painful life for them is what you will create? 
They say if they leave the man they are with 
That he will hunt them down 
Something needs to be done with these men 
Until it is, these women will never be freedom bound. 
So even though I am happy in a marriage filled with love 
I can't help but think about these women 
And all the hate their children witness 
This is no way for these children to be livin. 
                    Dianna Nally 
                     10/30/04                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    