Monsterized 2013

Monsterized

By Maureen Ucles

May 1, 2013

I could not believe 

 my eyes
 really

shocked and perplexed

stuck in a whirlwind

lost in time

I was peering through

murky, cloudy 

convexed lenses

trying to make

some semblance of sense

'bout what I

did finally

witness

that evening

Went over to

see my friend

Chris

to play

some games

maybe Shutes and Ladders

Monopoly

or was it Trouble?

Don't quite remember well

or can describe the hell

what did occur

next

in the living room

Life was normal

kinda simple

easy going

people sitting down

 relaxing

watching some TV

'round 7pm

All of the sudden

out of the corner of my eye

what did I see?

An extremely daunting figure

storming thru

the middle room

emerged

a

red-eyed

angered

malicious

monster

Six feet in height

filled with a fury that I've never seen

in any person

let alone

a

human being

ready to explode

his unrelenting rage

 on poor, innocent

and

unsuspecting Chris

Were we too loud?

Maybe, possibly

No, not at all

cause no one shouted,

"Shush! Y'all!

Daddy's still sleepin!"

In an instant

out of nowhere
there he was

shot out

like a cannon

then

I caught

Chris flyin'

without any wings of his own

into the brown paneling

head first

CRASH!

Then the ferocious fall

Descending

down the unforgiving
unforgiving wall.

That nasty Monster

did

pick Chris up

by the seat of his pants

and hurl the poor boy

as if he were 

 some seven day old rotten and putrid trash

cross the room

without any care

for no good reason

none at all

Chris hadn't done a thing

did nothing but fall

down, down, down

That monster

that good-for-nothing

poor-excuse-for-human-being

cruel and insane

monster

literally

threw Chris

a young,
young seven-year-old boy

as if he was nothing more

than a discarded second hand toy

into the wall, wall, wall

Hard to fathom

what I did see

so I ran for my house

running, falling, then getting

back up again

in time to climb my
crooked, concrete steps

opened the door

to my place of refuge

Phew!

Emotions rose to an ultimate high

as I let out the loudest, pitiful sigh

What did I just view?

Tears rumbled down my cheeks

one after the other

I knew I just couldn't take

another 

glimpse of poor Chris

just layin' 

so still

slowly rising to his feet

with a crooked smile

so very sweet

only Chris

could muster 

amidst 

the torture

 he just suffered

Thoughts raced through

my little, little  mind

trying to make sense

out of pure chaos

brought down upon me

One thought here

one thought there

seeing him be flung

throughout the air

made me wince
in pain
especially when

when I heard that deep, deep

THUD

Questions flooded

the Why? Why? Why?

Could never be answered

no matter how hard I tried

What had Chris done?

Sincerely and quite honestly
nothing
nothing at all

No one deserves

to be placed behind the

evil eight ball

and then be tossed

physically aside
no one

The questions still linger

and churns incessantly
 inside, inside, inside

of me

after many, many years

wounds rarely healed 

feels like forever

Oh Lord, Lord, Lord

will I ever purge
 these horrid, menacing, memories?

The haunting,

the unanswered questions won't go
they still remain:

Why?
 The monster unleashed
Why?
 Why didn't someone stop him
or at least
 say something?

It won't register
for me
 unable to detain
 my lingering,
 tortuous pain

To this very day

I still wonder about Chris

How does he cope?

Is the pain still alive,
rather raw
and unrelenting?

  I ask you
Chris,
Dear Chris

Can the memories be erased or
will it eventually subside?
That perpetual pain,
does it ruminate

and continually, continually
reside
in your heart,
 mind
and
 soul?