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#NoToDomesticViolence
It's 3:33 in the Morning,
His drank voice creeps down the street sounding a Warning.
Like a shroud, the darkest hour is his Time,
Mom and her boy, the victims of his Crime.
In despair, mom bites into the ear of her Pillow,
In terror, boy slides further into the darkness, he prays for a Hero.
Knock! Knock!...that bang of Trepidation,
That sends a chill, the feeling of Consternation.

Mom, it's time for reckoning, Again,
Will boy be safe when it's happening, Again?

I'll lie, "There's...