Panagiota Romios Poet Elegy

Deep Indigo Mourning

My friend, how did he go so wrong?
Funny and jovial, was he, as happy as one can be.
Then, Paul shot his wife to death, mercilessly, 
Beneath their family Christmas tree!
Leaving behind, children...three.

He never had a harsh word to say to anyone.
What was he thinking, this man of fun?
I shall never, ever know...
I wanted to scream and run.

Strange how life twists and turns at
times in unhappy and vicious ways.
I worry for women and gentle children.
Praying, they are never abused by men.

That was the saddest Christmas Eve of
my life.
A husband with a handgun, oh such pain 
and unforgettable holiday strife.


                ~Biographical note~
This, indeed was only one of many brutal attacks, I
experienced in my life. Later, a fellow teacher blew
her husband way. Life is not always kind to so
many unfortunates.
My take away from events like this, is to recall how
beautiful life is. To value it, be grateful. Above all, 
to communicate with each other openly. Be kind.
Be supportive.
If you are in an abusive relationship, get help or get
out. Your life depends on it. Don't let any poet here
smallify or degrade you, ever!..Panagiota Romios
Internet abuse is not acceptable....

   
                        July 15, 2020
                           7pm PST

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Krish Radhakrishna July 27, 2020 at 2:30 PM Sad story! Devil lives amongst us and within us! But thankfully the good always out number the bad!! Thanks for sharing this tale which puts everything in perspective!! Panagiota Romios July 27, 2020 at 3:55 PM Hi Krish! Satan happens to be active right now across the globe. Eeks! This is some story which I hesistated in posting. Since you are in the medical arena...I request you please read... Panagiota and the Autopsy....also Compounds and Elements. ))) Merci, Krish. Mankind will survive. Be of good spirits...Pangiexx

Andrea Dietrich July 17, 2020 at 4:53 PM Sad indeed, Panagiota. I can only imagine how much spousal abuse has increased due to the stupidity of shutting down jobs, etc. Suicides up, etc. Some men just can't handle stress. Women too, but far more often it's the man who kills his spouse. Good poem. Panagiota Romios July 17, 2020 at 5:31 PM You know what? Ithink the same. Also..parents do abuse kids physically. Or insult them. Am sure sexual assaults on kids at home are on the rise. Kids don't call 911~ these are hidden horrors of lockdowns. Or being home with a spouse who is addicted. Terrible? 13 year olds killing themselves, too. This nonsense of lockdowns is costly. Add no income for many. God help us. Panagitota xx

Tom Cunningham July 15, 2020 at 8:51 PM So sad Panagiota, we never know what turns people like that, but you're right there is much beauty in life and we should embrace it. Tom Panagiota Romios July 15, 2020 at 8:56 PM Yes, Tom, those dark moments magnify the true beauty of life...we are to cherish it well! I was serious that even on the net be kind. There is zero value in letting another treat us as junk. God never made any junk.! Hugs, Panagiota xx