Bob Shank Poet Free verse

Passing the Torch

You have plucked her from purity
ascended upon virtuous flesh
spawned forth torches of multitude
that pronounce flames of love

and yet those very flames
burn with seething rage
bearing witness to false pretense
of Love's gentle embrace

what once was pure 
has been soiled
from generations past
for the flames of abuse
have become adults at last.......

Bob Shank-Jan. 11th, 2006
I always try to write something on abuse
around this time of year, since the week 
of the Superbowl seems to always be the
time of year when spousal abuse is
reported the most.....It's a problem that
sadly continues to plaque our society
today, and yet we don't even consider
the long term effect it has on our children,
the vicious cycles of learned behavior must
change if we are to progress.......

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