This house will be gentle

Breaking the cycle of abuse.

My house will be gentle.

There will be no yelling,

no slamming of doors

or bruises.

There won’t be any muttering under your breath

and washing dishes angrily.

My house will be gentle.

My wife will kiss me early in the morning

and while she will make tea,

I will sing with you along to the radio.

We will dance and laugh

and my wife will spill the tea all over the kitchen floor.

But there will be no yelling,

there will be no disappointment,

there will be no stress.

I'll grab a rag and tell you both

how much I love you.

I will count to ten

and take my breaths

and I will be stronger,

than anyone before me was.

There will be no war fought in this house.

We will be gentle.

This house will be filled with love,

with laughter, with hope.

I won’t carry on the line.
A new picture will be painted

and there will be a few brushstrokes wrong,

here and there,

but at least it’s in colour.

You will never have to feel the fear

or the pain

of feeling like nothing you could do

will be good enough.

There will be early morning talks

and prayers before meals

and dances at midnight 

and sleepy car rides, after a stressful day.

But there will be no yelling,

there will be no knives thrown,

through looks and words.

There will be patience, 

there will be kindness.

This house is not a war zone.

This house is warmth.

This house will be gentle.

This house will be safe.

This house is love. 

Reviews

[Azsa Wild]

Beautiful. This really breathes faith and hope. Thank you.