Izzy Inksure asked God
To seal her husband's jaw,
To bind his fists,
To teach him not to paw
Or beat or pour his grimy words
Into her ear. Izzy whispered soft.
She whispered low. She did sign language
To save the time, to save from hurt.
Izzy bruised and blue.
Izzy black and pale as snow.
Izzy prayed day in day out.
Her whispers became a shout.
Her prayers a deed.
God helped those who helped themselves.
Izzy sealed the jaw, bound the fists,
And poured a poison to her husband's heart.
Prayers answered. Deed done.
Izzy said, Amen.