Without It Ending Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Barbarians proving they can be barbaric,
With an inflicting of evils new and fresh...
No one else but themselves possess,
To believe they gain from others respect...
By a leaving behind destruction, pain and death,
With a wish to be thought of as victims...
To have those who are mindless witness and accept,
How those innocent should protect themselves.
Those innocent not wanting to be perceived as demons!

Although...
Demons are perceived to inflict upon others evil,
Regardless of a past claimed others had trespassed...
From pages of historical events documented one has.
To validate a viciousness done with hatred and to leave,
Cemented in the minds of the ones living today can see...
Believing whatever peace is meant to be has to be achieved,
By a showing of destruction, pain and death...
To leave behind fear of those powerful to respect and accept.

And yet...
A hatred that begins to remember hearts broken never to mend,
To heal again is felt...
Without it ending!

And yet...
A hatred that begins to remember hearts broken never to mend,
To heal again is felt...
Without it,
Ending!