Violence Poem by robin machorro

you stare at this child, and not say a word
you know theres something off about his smile
you see theres violence around him, and awful words
you take his hand, and you see its shakeing
he starts to cry, you tell him its going to be alright
he tries to get away from you
and you wonder why he goes back to them
you soon realize its not that he enjoys the pain
but because the monsters put in his head
that its what he deserves, that hes a demon that
doesnt deserve to feel something more then just
violence