Numbing

the fury cursing through my veins

racing to the throat and slicing with sharpness

of words that better left unspoken.

The serenity is broken and humour

is used to attack the gullible innocence.

Ignorance would be a bliss

but with a hiss of the poisonous comment

the knowledge descend

and the eyes used to the truthfulness

refuse to look away or take it.

Raise above and break it

or, at least, tame the ravenous beast

and lay at peace.

You’ve chosen to protect,

since killing always came with ease.