The Victim’s Path

 

The Victim's Path

The Victim’s Path

Take the victim’s path
And you’ll trod such rocky ground!
No signpost, just more attacks;
No hope a-glimmer, just despair,
So spare yourself the trouble,
Do not go there!

He struck her once and she apologized.
He struck her twice and she took it.
He truck her thrice and she accepted.
This was to be her life,
This was the victim’s path.

He forget where he parked his car
And he laughed.
He forgot the way back home
And he cried.
He forgot his wife’s name
And he accepted.
This was to be his life,
This need not be the victim’s path.

The victim’s path is long and hard,
It has steep cliffs and spiky lanes;
The victim’s path is rife with forests dark
Filled with threatening sounds
That make escape look mighty stark;
Thorns and roots will rip your feet,
Its atmosphere will build defeat.

The victim’s path will steal your hope,
It will leave you in the dark to grope.
This is no path to recommend,
It is so hard to mend
Should you break free and find the light.

Pity the poor care giver, worn from giving care,
Feeling sorry for the self, this is the victim’s lot,
Winning at the game of blame is simply not a win;
If you want to smile again, find another path.

Too many detours

Fend it off, shrug it off, find a way, call an SOS,
Don’t worry if it’s right or not,
It’s just too dangerous to guess.
Take a walk, take a hike, find a sanctuary,
Build your strength, build your life,
Don’t go down like the miner’s sweet canary.

The victim’s path is not the way to go,
It is too winding with too many wrong detours,
Too many miles that look the same
Where you meet yourself while coming
When you thought that you were going.

Shun that route the first you see its ugly head.
Cut it off at source. Recognize it for what it is
And walk away my friend, please walk away,
Do not walk the victim’s path.

Do not walk the victim’s path

Be not the victim. Be not like him.
Do not give up your dignity,
Don’t let him steal respect,
He is not worthy of your support,
Do not blind yourself to truth.

Gird your loins and fight for strength
To face the bugger down,
Call for help to help empower
The inner self you know inside,
Be the you you know can tower
Over victimizers all,
And say, “I will not hide inside,
I am worthy, he is not,
And I shall walk away with pride!”

Please don’t hide inside,
Please don’t walk the victim’s path.

If you allow yourself to go there, you go missing.

 

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Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards - International - English Poetry Contest Author of Ann, A Tribute, and Chasing a Butterfly, A story of love and loss to Acceptance with the poetry of Alzheimer's and poetry for everybody. Appears in anthologies in Canada, US, India, Mexico and Bolivia. Poetry in Ekphrastic Review and NWriteers International Networeworld Review. Member of Federation of BC Wrters, Royal City Literary Society, and Holy Wow Poets Canada. Member Writers International Network: Distinguished Poet, Distinguished writer.
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