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?

©Christina 12-04