CHILD BEATER

How many times do we hear, just too much,
is it the pressure being not coping at source;
we shook which seemed to make everything worse,
perhaps ironically it must be the strictly curse.

We were all there once on the receiving end,
what happened to tolerance when love should transcend?
where were we given instruction to carry love,
it wasn't enough, nothing told from heaven above.

We are what we were made right up to today, 
branded for life, impregnated discipline they say;
we go back to that 'plan' again, didn't work,
because around every corner the devil would lurk.

Where were the failsafes, God didn't give any,
not thinking that misery would be given to many.