Rampage
02.15.08 (6:33 pm) [edit] |  |
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Rampage
I often wonder at the why,
but not shocked by the act
when someone flips,
rampages,
kills and maims others.
For rage
dammed up over time
when released,
destruction
and often death follows.
Mental illness,
isolation,
add to the mix,
the innocent often victims
when the time of harvest comes.
So much pain for these left behind,
the wounded,
perhaps scarred,
haunted for life,
at innocence torn away
about the true nature of our existence.
Family members,
friends
left with a void within,
bottomless and cold;
no goodbyes,
gone forever,
loved ones
their smiles and laughter no more.
Are there answerer's to such sorrow?
Well there are,
they give little comfort,
even faith for a time perhaps lost,
yet,
is not rage also a prayer,
the loss,
cursing God,
perhaps the deepest form of prayer,
to be ones true self
in the presence of the Divine.