A Victim, a Perpetrator

Blood that oozes, hands that scar Blows that begun, interminable A cause known, innocence forgotten Audible screams, silenced by repetition Destruction chosen, fear discarded. Acknowledgment, does none bear Witnesses seen, sightless to recall Scabs that remind, require time Console unwelcome, forgiveness unwarranted Impulse pursued, a pulse influenced. Tears dried, by tears shed A perpetrator fallen to prey Weakness shown through labored breath Relent almost tempted by repent Hope forgone, consciousness, a luxury. A semblance of sanity restored through agony A tree uprooted, preventing further anguish The eyes of a sadist, pleading for an end Vengeance fed through each severed limb Victims chosen, collateral, a curse. A livid corpse staring at the skies Discovered only to be a headline Justice imposed by a civilian, chastised by an incompetent system Whilst condoned by mourners Violence and peace can not coexist.