O wounded heart,I cannot heal your pain
I shall bear it as it still remains
But why should I forgive the one who broke
My tender heart, my love and all I wrote/
The pride of men, the anger soon provoked
The cruel emails and the words he spoke
Why can’t we be kinder, more aware
Yet God himself was killed, who can compare?
The sadist drawn to those who seem less strong
Will find a dozen reasons to do wrong
They know their own pain not the pain they cause
Some will kill despising land and law
We choose life despite these cruel acts
We ‘ll do well if we can live with tact
How my heart sings 