The Brute
The Brute
By Elton Camp
Jody hangs his head in dismay
Not knowing what to say
His father is doing it once more
Shameful what’s behind the door
What he’ll do, his wife he tells
“It’s your fault!” he angrily yells
“If you would only do what right
There would be no need to fight.”
“A lesson you have yet to learn.
So, it’s a beating you did earn!”
Jody hears slap and then a scream.
For him, another horrible dream
“He doesn’t mean to be that way,”
His mother always will later say
“He’s really a very good man
Who does the best that he can”
Jody shakes his head and cries
As he see his mother’s black eyes
What will the outcome finally be?
That, not a person can possibly see
Copyright © Elton Camp | Year Posted 2014
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