To Stay Or To Run

TO STAY or TO RUN The woman lay bloodied on the floor, Her false friend about to give her one   more. Should she remain or get up and run? She contemplated, as the morning sun   doth through rooster curtains peek. Ah, foolish woman, did not understand, He was lining up others, to make of her nothing but pulp! A very merry band who relished ruining     others. Of course, this story is pure fancy in    the real world. But we find cruel soul criminals like this  online. Out to humiliate anyone who rises. To belittle, besmirch, ignore, threaten      or to cyber-bully. And he or she hooks them into his small       and pitiful online hate nation. The woman she is well; she rises    with great dignity. Knowing the wave of hatred against     her is in high gear, Works courageously, typing poetry,     at times, on her keyboard is a tear.       Only the cackling of her destructors,        rings in her ears. She is limping badly, so painful to see. But this woman has overcome much     unseen adversity. She came here not to win prizes but     To share her heart by poetry! That, woman, I must confess, is me. Panagiota Romios 3/22/2018