Christina A. Sharik

HANDS ARE NOT FOR HITTING

Words should never hurt us
and Hands should never hit ~

Wartime changes everything;
for pain and harm come with it

There are always those good soldiers
who take exception to the Rule ~

Although they may be fighting,
they choose not to be cruel.

One may kill a father
and then comfort a small child,

another blows a house up
and then offers mercy, sweet and mild –

Our hands are made for hugging,
for tracing tear tracks when they fall

If our Words could carry healing
I wonder: Would we be there at all?

©Copyright December 2004 by Christina A. Sharik