“The Punch”A Poem by G. A. Bernard“The
Punch” He saw it coming but too late He was out before he hit the ice A large pool of blood formed as he lay there Initially the crowd cheered then that tribal
instinct gave way to one of horror The enforcer had gone gladiator and his attack was
grotesque The masses were mortified and so outraged that
they were calling for the enforcer’s suspension for life The enforcer was confused: they had told him that
the only way to stay in the league was to fight so he did just that, night
after night He was paid well and glorified in videos Now he was being vilified for those same
actions The mob had turned on him as they were
sickened by the brutality he inflicted Can we really believe we can have it both
ways? © G. A. Bernard 2022 © 2022 G. A. Bernard |
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Added on January 31, 2022 Last Updated on January 31, 2022 AuthorG. A. BernardRiverview, New Brusnwick, CanadaAbout"A Writer-in-His-Own-Residence" Searching for peace and contentment by exploring words and attempting to resonate with a reader and perhaps publish at some point more..Writing
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