The Pointlessness of It All

Tears can fall......... The time passed Yet the hurt can last The outrage inside........... The pointlessness you feel Your lifetime, cannot heal The perpetrators never tried The agony inside They walked away To them........ Another day The question to ask What was it for? To achieve the task? Or? Was brutality required? I do not know I was not in authority They believed so A teacher......... Is just that Not a preacher... A guide......... To all ,far and wide, and perhaps, a little inside To them, a zealous quest I am quite sure.... Most ,did their best The few... Using force too They couldn't communicate.... What it meant for you......... So, a beating instead Feel the pain... Their refrain... Their career stain They cannot justify.......... The beatings they did try Where are they now? Old and frail Who did they fail? Why........... You and I