A brother-in-law irate since children want to play
Yells at and bullies young girls, hurts me along the way
Too many years of silence--turning the other cheek
Too many days of hiding, of being mild and meek
The banked fire broke out in flames, searing words were spoken
Eyes burning, stomach churning, the control was broken
Children in adult bodies wanting to have their say
One powerfully monstrous, the other flees away
A vain struggle in the car would certainly be lost
Overpowered by brute strength, no way to bear that cross
Faked submission to bring calm-- hands folded, eyes downcast
False apologies offered, but nothing that will last
Dysfunctional family that no one wants to see
Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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