Today was a pretty boring day in the life of Richard Joseph Ouellette. Here is another poem I wrote for health class. It is a little different because all the stanzas are haikus.
Why are children hurt
because of lack of control
and for just power?
What happens in life
that causes someone to be
that mean to their young?
What could happen to
the mind to distort it so
to punch your own child?
How could suffering,
torture a child can’t resist,
give that much pleasure?
How much pain must one
endure for such a long time
until it will stop?
How could you sit there
and watch your spouse hit your child
and not flinch at all?
What would you do if
you were being abused by
the one that should love?
Why is abuse real,
probably happening now
and nothing is done…?
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