Mamysh, Inc.

     

Recibí Flores Hoy

 

Recibí flores hoy!

No es mi cumpleaños o ningún otro dia especial;

Tuvimos nuestro primer disgusto anoche,

Y el dijo muchas cosas crueles que en verdad me ofendieron.

Pero sé que esta arrepentido y no las dijo en serio, porque él me mandó flores hoy.

 

Recibí flores hoy!

No es nuestro aniversario o ningún otro día especial;

Anoche me aventó contra la pared y comenzó a ahorcarme.

Parecía una pesadilla, pero de las pesadillas despiertas

Y sabes que no es real;

Me levanté esta mañana dolorida y con golpes en todos lados.

Pero yo se que está arrepentido porque él me mando flores hoy.

 

Recibí flores hoy!

Y no es día de San Valentín o ningún otro día especial;

Anoche me golpeó y amenazó con matarme;

Ni el maquillaje o las mangas largas podían esconder las cortadas y golpes

Que me ocasiono esta vez.

No pude ir al trabajo hoy, porque no quería que se dieran cuenta.

Pero yo se que está arrepentido; porque él me mando flores hoy.

 

Recibí flores hoy!

Y no era el día de las madres o ningún otro día especial;

Anoche el me volvió a golpear, pero esta vez fue mucho peor.

Si logro dejarlo, que voy a hacer?

Como podría yo sola sacar adelante a los niños?

Qué pasará si nos falta el dinero?

Le tengo tanto miedo, pero dependo tanto de él, que temo dejarlo.

Pero yo se que está arrepentido, porque él me mando flores hoy.

 

Recibí flores hoy!

Hoy es un día muy especial: Es el día de mi funeral.

Anoche por fin logro matarme.

Me golpeó hasta morir.

Si por lo menos hubiera tenido el valor y la fortaleza de dejarlo;

Si hubiera aceptado la ayuda profesional.

Hoy no hubiera recibido flores!

 

 

~ Autor Desconocido

Strength

The strength of a tree lies in her  ability to bend

In her ability to survive the rapid  change of the seasons

And bark rotting experiences of life

She digs  her roots in when the ground shakes beneath her

Holding on with her deep rooted limbs, her unsettled core

She reaches deep within, trying to remain tall  among the other trees

But her bark splits beneath her and she’s left weak and vulnerable

But was she really meant to stand alone?

Is she really all alone?

Or is there a reason for the way her branches reach out?

Reaching up for sunlight

Reaching out for balance

Sprouting leaves and graciously giving

She provides air for the breathless

 

Food for the starving

Shade for the weak

And support for the broken.

 

We bend  for our friends

For the ones who feel alone

We cry  with the hurt

The one’s who feel undone

 

And like a tree we bend

Bend  to keep from breaking

And we stretch out our limbs, pull you close, and help you remember,

We stand  together,

“Women Helping Women and Serving Humanity.”

 To Mamysh, Inc.

A Vision of Mamysh, Inc. as seen by a talented 17 year old poet!

 Desiree Delaura

 

I Got Flowers Today
(Dedicated to Battered Women)

I got flowers today!

It wasn't my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night;
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt;
I know that he is sorry and didn’t mean to say the things he said;
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today!

It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night he threw me into a wall and then started choking me;
It seemed unreal, like a nightmare, but you wake up from nightmares…
I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over—
But I know he is sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today!

And it wasn't Valentine’s Day or any other special day.
Last night he beat me and threatened to kill me.
Make-up and long sleeves didn’t hide the cuts and bruises this time;
couldn't go to work today because I didn't want anyone to know—
But I know he’s sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.


I got flowers today!

And it wasn't Mother’s Day or any other special day.
Last night he beat me again, and it was worse than all of the other times;
If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of the children? What will happen if we don’t have money?
I’m afraid of him, but I’m too scared and dependent to leave him!
But he must be sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today….

Today was a special day—it was the day of my funeral.
Last night he killed me;
If only I would have gathered the courage and strength to leave him;
I could have received help from the Women’s Shelter,
but I didn't ask for their help;
So I got flowers today—for the last time.

~ Author Unknown

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