I Turned a Blind Eye.

I thought this to be a Grand piece of Poetry. Full of raw emotion and imagery. Though it does not flow very well, my tears did. I think there on the paper the blind eye has began healing. I greatly enjoyed this read.
Peace and Blessings

I think this topic is one that is brilliant to write about, it touches on an aspect of life that is loathed by just about everyone. It is normally very difficult for people to write about such a subject, yet you have done a wonderful job sharing this world with each and every reader.

The first thing that strikes me about this piece is how dark you manage to set the scene, right from the first stanza. Wonderful word choice in the opening stanza, (bastard, coward, demise) forces the reader to feel sympathy for the subject straight away.

The imagery you have used throughout this piece is extraordinarily dark, as would be expected with such a dark and touchy subject.
I think that is shown at it's best in this line...
"You grab, rip, slash and gash at her heart,"
Nice use of really vivid, bold and strong images.

The meter seems to waver a little in a couple of the lines, but this doesn't really knock the overall flow of the piece. It still rolls effortlessly from one horrifying stanza to the next.

I do, however, have a few things that were scratching on my mind whilst I was reading this piece.
It's apparent that you did not want to restrict yourself with a rhyme scheme in this piece, yet threw some rhymes in on the occasional stanza. This was only a little bit off-putting.

The bit of script, at the bottom of the poem, was really not needed. Whether you were subjected to this or not - you have written it beautifully ... your footnote simply points out something that the reader does not need to know.

Overall, it is a wonderfully dark piece of literature about a really harsh and touching topic. You have demonstrated really good use of both imagery and flow.
It was a poem I loved reading about a person I grew to hate.

~Pete.

I think there is irony in this poem.paradoxically,you say that you did not get involved in that case but it is not possible as you could never write such a powerful poem without involvement.good job.keep it up.

Impersonality is the greatest quality of a great poet...this is universal that many women endure the pain being silent...

turning a blind eye is only one can afford when things are beyund our hands...
again there is lot of pain, trauma...

the refrain makes your poem musical...and stresses the point ...

I liked your footnote for many readers connect it to the writer...

A true writer rises above his own personality and becomes impersonal through his work and i can see this here...
well done, good luck

As a poem, I didn't really like this, but it was a very strong and powerful piece, the first line let's the reader know this from the outset, great start. I loved the re-occurring stanza, because of the repitition and because of the rhyme, as well as the power behind it.

Inhumanely you strike her again,
Her screams and pleas, dead to your ear.
Are you more of a man now you smell her fear?
I cry for her soul but know it is in vain.

I liked this stanza particularly, its strong and devastating, the first line particularly shows this. I also like the question in the third line.

Brad

P.S. Sorry I can't be as in-depth as you, but I hope it was an okay comment nonetheless.