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Blows
BLOWS
Blows landed beneath the skin leave
black and blue marks that last
beyond those simple buffets to the
body leave.
So for those inclined to spew their
serpent’s venom and infuse their own
scurrilous pain upon the face of
sleeping innocence;
Think twice, and see if you can find it
tolerable in your twisted mind,
to slap the child while keeping your
taunting mouth shut.
….and God may count it unto you,
a kindness.
© 1998 Bart Breen
