Irrational Violence

For those who don't know what I think about the subject, child abuse is absolutely the most repulsive, evil, torture worthy thing one could ever do. Please recall that torture I see as only slightly less an evil though not worthy of itself. So to say that child abuse is torture worthy certainly makes it an abomination. It is a collection of sins cast with Satan himself out of heaven. It is violent, hateful, dehumanizing, painful, unjust, selfish, sadistic, and cruel.

Of this thing which evokes so much emotion in me I have written a poem to reveal even deeper the crimes of this tangle of sins.

Irrational Violence

Dry rough walls hold him from escape.
His crime’s a repulsive thing to the world.
With this crime—after’s too late.
His righteous anger suddenly unfurled,

When thirty years earlier father beat child.
The wretched man held back her arm
and twisted tight. His fists went wild
in his vile mission to cause her harm.

This man had been taught the right to hurt
 his daughter when she had done wrong.
He had caught her in the act, she’s a flirt.
He had seen her dance to stripper’s song.

Now she screamed for pain to stop

afflicting her flesh. Her father ignores
her begs for mercy and bloody tears drop.
”She will not evade my sting,” He swore.

But this abuser is not our prisoner;
the man in the cage is her brother.
He heard her scream, as quiet listener;
her cries their dad began to smother.

When the door opened he saw the blood
running down his sister’s face.
In his eyes justice was mud,
he ran to and opened a sharp knife’s case.

He fought back his father to save
his sister. And after the struggle
his father’s eyes afraid as the grave.
His father’s body reduced to rubble.

Now he is punished for his good deed.
His sister’s still beaten by father and wife.
Each time she slips she is forced to bleed;
 that’s what she’ll know all her life.

Those who act are punished in disgust.
But still they act. For they know they must.

I believe enough has been said.