The silence is deafening,
Scarred thoughts bruise the mind.
Trauma becomes real.
Look into the mirror.
Ask yourself.
What if the perpetrator wins?
Would you walk away with a smile?
Or, vow for vengeance?
The strong walks out without a fuss.
The perpetrator shines in false glory
Once, you brave the situation
The cold war ends.
Seems like a storm in the teacup.
It is just like a passing phase
Temporary states don’t stay forever.
Congratulate the perpetrator as nothing is lost.
Right intent will be conveyed to the Universe.
For due justice and wisdom to prevail.
Lull before the storm
