What happened? You threw the boomerang, and it came back at you?
It hit you so hard.
You are confused, you were not warned.
I'll go ahead and explain. I'll keep you informed.
When sowing cacti, don't wait for roses.
Such power nobody possesses.
Even the rose will poke you and make you bleed,
If handled wrongly, indeed.
And please don't break the glass.
For it will cut you with each piece.
You can not expect the poison to be strained into water.
And you can not push the one giving you the hand off the cliff.
For he'll pull you with.
It is the rule of life.
You get what you give.
You get served what's deserved.
And don't expect love when sprinkling hate.
Pause and reflect. The words thrown out are leaving scars behind.
And the actions so unkind,
for sure will leave a remarkable trauma in one's life.
It is so simple.
You push it away, with a confident stride,
But remember, dear, it won't be denied.
Once departed, it slips from your grasp,
Like sand through your fingers, a delicate clasp,
and the winds of change blow eternally.
This is not a basketball that goes back and forth.
Even the ball once broken won't bounce anymore.
Oh, the irony of grasping for what's lost,
Like a river's current, it can't be crossed,
Resisting the urge to hold on tight,
For what's gone is gone, out of sight.
You can change the path of the boomerang. From now on, may we temper our words with care and grace,
And strive to create peace in every space,
When we heal rather than hurt one another,
The boomerang will return as love and no one will suffer. By choosing love before anger's allure,
We can break the cycle, and find a cure,
For in this world where pain often thrives,
The boomerang can be a tool to patch lives. For in the end, it's a unity we seek,
A world where love is all we speak.
Disclaimer:
The stories are seasoned with a lot of drama, and the characters are fictional because the drama starts when logic ends. ☺