She was down on the ground
Balled up in defiant defeat
He had her in his palm
One last kick
At her shaky pride
His victor’s grin
He could not hide
She told him he’d won
He said he wasn’t done with the fun
She told him to leave
Find someone else to torture
With words so very cold
And threats so very bold
He said the last spurn would be his
And he made it so
Her mind and body red and raw
He raised his fist
A coward’s coup de grâce
Verse Not Prose 
OH! that is a strong and worthy poem! Too many shits like him , and they win, they win but we must not let them! here is one I wrote a while back http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/09/10/532/ and this one where the woman gets revenge http://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/09/03/the-conman/ But I do love you poetry.xx
They should all be shot in the balls. Repeatedly.
Andrea
Do I detect a subtle hint of anger? 😉
Maybe…….. 😉
Andrea
Sounds like in the end, she still wins.
Because he’s a $%^&*(.
Just sayin.
Oh yes, in defiance revenge is exacted
Andrea
She took everything he dished out. I wonder how much can he take if the roles were reversed. Chicken shit coward is he….don’t hit him, don’t smear your hands with his shit.
Explicitly true, my friend.
Andrea
Wow, could almost swear you met my ex! He may have had his moment but I threw his ass in jail and took my life back 😀
That’s my girl!! We gotta fight back sometimes, only we don’t even have to use our fists
Girl power!!
Andrea xoxo
Such blazing emotions. While I would echo the empowerment other commentors voiced in defense of the victim, I cannot stand in judgment of either of them. I sense injustice, and I wonder why. Thank you for sharing this deeply intimate and violent work. Your work is always so strong.
For every lifted hand to strike
There is a hand who would caress
Do not retreat from love and life
But relocate and re-invest
🙂
Thank you, and the girl is not me, but my late friend. It was several years ago, and I just found the words.
He was rich and had lawyers and was never sentenced.
Andrea
A coup de grace it may have been
But a coward to death , he will always be seen
Ian
I so hope karma is twice visited upon him and those like him.
Perhaps even thrice
Andrea
You said it: ‘A coward’s coup de grâce’
You made violence into a dangerous dance. Very effective…very chilling.
I do not understand how a person can be that way and live with themselves.
Andrea
Andrea, your emotions come through loud and clear; a very sad and tragic situation, but you conveyed it perfectly…here’s one that I wrote awhile ago, not having experienced this myself, but feeling for those who have: http://lscotthoughts.com/2011/12/02/invisible-love.
Hugs!