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“In explanation of pain”

 

 

I am not a fly with wings to be picked off for humors sake without discretion.

 

Even if I were would your actions be more just...could you not also be gentle?

 

Or is manhood limited to the cruel boyhood fantasies of power over small things.

 

I’m not going to lie to you. It hurts when you try to punish me.  You may not be effective in the act of your punishment, but that you tried to cut me off from others…that hurt. Your attempt though it failed causes me anguish.

 

I thought the world I sheltered around myself devoid of such motivation. I lied to myself and tried to be gentle with you.

 

To let you stay in my heart and be my friend in absence. Your actions couldn’t keep me safe by your side.

 

‘Never again’ I could promise myself, but two words were never so often strung together as a seeming defense only to end as an invitation to more suffering.

 

I loved you and now I must live with myself.

 

by Moishe Chaim Ben-shir

 - January 5, 2006




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