Etched in Deep Sorrow

Why are those who are baited to strike,
With the biting of venom
Eventually find they've become victims,
Of a misunderstanding they can't
From their minds ever erase?
Or replace with repeated apologies.
And the looks on their faces are etched,
In deep sorrow as if in permanent positions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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