Erasing his hand

 

Erasing his hand

 

A friend of a friend, on Facebook posted:

“A man who hits women is not a real man;

Share if you agree”, the poster boasted,

And put me in mind of when his wife ran

Out through the front door, where I was waiting:

I stood in between them, shielding the blows,

Which ceased, as he stood there hesitating,

Though why he desisted, God only knows;

I being no match for him in a fight;

(We’d had our own battle sometime before),

However, they ceased, and after that night,

She turned him out, I saw him no more,

And now, he's on Facebook, making a stand,

Like a real man, never raising his hand.