The words hit hard
The onslaught goes on
Harsh words are bandied around
Name calling abounds.
You are struck dumb
So much vehemence
Hatred and vitriol!
You recoil instinctively.
Is this the real world
You had been warned about?
Where friends behave like enemies
When your silence becomes soft target
And you are hounded, for being you.
As you face the barrage
You become numb.
Numb with fear, numb with loss
And numb with sadness for the innocence lost.
Nicely written….thankfully such state of mind is temporary
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I do hope so!
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