I thought it was over-the stories, the pain
So many had shared, but again still the same
I sit with a friend a decade long gone
Her tale of past dread, her voice a sad song
She fought for her daughters, for safety, for peace
But the ones meant to help her, they caused more grief
Again, the silence, a haunting refrain
The MASTER and his Wife tell her to remain
She cries out in desperation, impending doom
But they send her back home, while her tears fill the room.
They tell her to pray, and seek a word from the Lord.
And they turn their backs and walk out of the door.
A message arrives, with trembling words on the screen,
Her marriage broken, unmasking the unseen.
They'd upheld the sinner, while his wife's heart ached,
She was told to stay silent about the covenant break.
I remember HIS call to me back on that day,
His recount was a farce to keep me away.
Again, the silence, a haunting refrain,
The MASTER and his Wife tell her to remain.
She cries out in desperation, impending doom,
But they send her back home, while her tears fill the room.
They tell her to pray, and seek a word from the Lord.
And they turn their backs and walk out of the door.
In the quiet café, her story is shared,
She had begged for protection, but no one had cared.
The MASTER's harsh words, a force to obey,
As her husband roamed, they forced her to stay.
Women come broken, seeking comfort and hope.
But their Pastors just smile and tighten the ropes.
"Stay quiet, stay loyal," while women's hearts bleed,
Perpetrators raised, wives wounds go unseen.
Over and over, my heart grieves for them all,
In the darkness of silence, they stumble and fall.
No longer silent, they are heard, they are seen.