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WarzoneI'm caught in a warzone.
But instead of bombs and bullets,
Venomous words flit through the air.
They wound without distinction
And tear into the flesh of emotions,
With nary a thought to the damage they will deal,
The wounds that might not heal.
Why do you battle so?
Your quarrel hurts not only your intended target
But also yourself, and the bystanders
And bystanders there are many
Two, children on the verge of adulthood
Unsure of who they are and what they feel
Only knowing the war you wage
The tense silence of ceasefire is only temporary,
Exploding into verbal violence
Only minutes after the fighting stops.
Then you're back
Cierra, 2005seven year-old prey
for juvie girls
eleven and thirteen
with sloppy hair
and sloppy clothes,
bragging about broken noses
bloody faces, and the places
they were forced to go
as though it even mattered to me
in the wake
of a seven year old crying
because iron plated hearts
don't know how / don't care to stop
forgotten little girl
i took her in at 12
when the nurses and the techs
could not break us apart
little girl with a broken heart, she
told me that her parents
didn't want her
why are you so nice to me
she asked when i talked down the angry giants,
and i said aloud, i said to her
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