Fight Till Someone Is Bleeding Poem by Renee Marie

What monster
held your brain your heart

What damage could a child really do!

You stood there
demanding that we "fight till someone is bleeding"!

What rest, what reason, what end
were you looking for?

When you laid down,
to create,

did you know
it would come
To THIS?

Now you have died and we
are permanently scared for your lack

of love,
of protection,
of counsel;
of course what child wouldn't be?

I am permanently hunting
for resurrection
from the death
you created.

I will find a way
back to the beginning
and fully forgive without the understanding
you couldn't gift to your
'beloved" children.


© Reneé Marie 4.1.16