She is the object of his concern
her raw grief penetrates
his youthful consciousness
like a dagger of old hurts
a strait jacket of pain.
Over his young years
he has witnessed the same scene
many times. His stomach aches
to think of it. The helplessness inside.
If only the power of his Game Cube
would translate into reality
he would win a war for her
slay all her dragons including
the present one. Hold her hand
lead her to eternal safety
while she smiles down at him
with her lovely bruised countenance.
