Abuse

It comes in many forms --
From the daily mind games
That people play
To the violence of
Physical force.
Why?
The eternal question.
If we had the answer,
Maybe we could begin to
Understand, to cope, to heal.
But there are no answers.
Job stress, alcohol,
Anger at whatever it may be --
Are they reasons?
Is it able to be justified?
No . . .
A resounding NO!
People do what they do,
For whatever reasons,
But it doesn't make it right.
It doesn't make it better.
It never makes it easier.
There is pain,
There is destruction,
There is loss
For ALL touched by it.
We can never forget.
We can not look the attacked
In the eye and smile
In the face of brutality.
We shouldn't HAVE to.
Don't give me reasons.
Don't give me lies.
You can't begin to understand it.
Face it, realize it and stop it.
Please, stop the abuse . . .

Copyright © D.B. 1996