I saw a man die today and it felt awful,
I could do nothing about it but dab at the tears in my eyes and feel sorry,
And he could do nothing about it but just die.
I watched fear flood the man’s eyes and it felt embarrassing,
‘I could hug him and tell him it’s alright‘, I thought.
But he could not have heard me if I tried, he was dying anyway.
I watched him try to think nothing of his death and it felt dehumanizing.
I could have shouted, ‘No one should go through this!’, but I did not.
He could not be helped anymore; he was already ‘going through this’ – just dying.
I watched his wife smile and it felt bothersome.
I could have ripped her apart with my bare hands.
But then, if I tried, she would have killed me with the same knife she was using to murder her husband.
I listened to her words:
He. Is. Irresponsible.
I. Make. More. Money.
I. Clothe. Him.
He. Should. Be. Lucky. He. Has. Me. In. That. Family.
Honey. Hold. My. Bag.
Hold. It. Well. Please. I. Bought. It. With. Good. Money.
‘All those daggers to his soul?‘ I asked myself.
I watched a man die today and it was painful.
He is dying slowly as his wife’s words draw out the life from him
I wonder why he is just quiet; not saying anything.
And then it dawned on me: The Dead Don’t Speak.
I watched a man die today and I felt defeated.
Tags: bullying, emotional abuse, marriage, men, negative feelings, Women, words
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