Broken Promises [Part I]

Cobalt skies beam of fresh autumn air with ivory clouds dancing amongst;
gentle rustling of leaves as the northern wind blows through -
a child, the mere age of seven, stands looking out the back doorway
staring out over the leaf ridden yard and sighs contently.

A scream comes from inside and the child turns around -
meeting the stare of an unappreciative mother and a rage driven father -
a trembling younger brother now clinging to her waist in fear
as their parents fight rages on; haunting the once beautiful day.

Holding her brother close, the child stares bewildered at her parents
whose screams now reign like cannons in her ears -
the rage driven father hits the bickering mother
and the child holds tight to her brother.

Hit after hit; the mother fights back, throwing anything she could -
the refridgerator, which once hid her, now became her only weapon -
back and forth the parents went - throwing the appliance
as the scared children clung desperately to each other.

The child could take no more and her brother rushed desperately to his mothers side -
the abusive father launched the appliance at the mother -
our heroine stepped in the way and blocked the weapon -
dislocating her tender shoulder.

No thanks did she get, except picked up by her throat and forced off the ground into a wall;
several beatings from a free hand of her father to her face then dropped to the ground, sulking;
a broken mother rushes to her daughter; not for comfort but in rage -
again lifted by her neck, only this time thrown through the dry wall wall.

She lay sulking amongst the debris and lay covered in blood -
crawling to her feet; received a kick to the face from her mother who walked off.
Struggling to keep herself up, the child crawled to bed -
there she lay, admist the dry wall plastered on her and blood; cowering in tears -

A gentle wind blew through the window as the clouds rolled on -
a gloomy end to a lovely day as the neighborhood ignored it -
the distant cries; yelping out in despair and the once strong
now bitterly torn concrete angel, sobs herself to sleep.

then the scene changed.