Daylight or nightfall,
tragic memories burn and whirl
in the mind, shadows utter and dwell
like a bruise ,toiling to be well.

Because of you dear Abuse
how rigorous you are.
Some humans have made eternal peace with you,
they’ve come to normalise and romantise you
but I see you leading them to their early graves,
with unfulfilled dreams,bleeding hearts and trembling flesh.

Oblivious people we’ve become,
hearts have been darkened,
the light of love failed to be awakened,
the innocent failed to be exonerated
and the earth ruled by the cruelty scent.

This kind of pestilence is not cured by patience,
endurance or acceptance
but by a victims defence,
which is an utterance of every offense
and also a perpetrators repentance.