A bruise on the window
To her soul, globs of makeup
Attempt at concealing it

A mute code, known
By all, latent facts
Perturb some but silence most

Source unknown
Kin or foe, equally hideous
A doing regardless

Pain creeps into
The ones who gaze,
Consumed with helplessness

Kindled by animosity,
Fueled by slander. Ending in
A once pretty, now mangled face

A single bystander, too filled with sorrow
To ignore the victim
Questions his next action

Violence comes in waves, starts
As a ripple, grows until
A demolished path appears

Determined to subdue
The wave, the speechlessness
Is broken

Authorities are contacted, promptly
Witnesses begin to speak out
A new wave forms, one of termination



Termination of violence, among
Youth.
Bygone are “unnoticed” injuries

Distinct alterations in
Behavior and attitude, positivity
Roams freely