After the arm has swung

After the arm has swung,
An elbow attacks a jaw,
Two boys whose paths never crossed,
The possibility of friendship is lost.

Blood oozes,
Stitches needed,
Fist being waved,
But blows never exchanged.
Vulgarities being spat, for reasons? God knows!

Cruelty at its best,
My sympathy is expressed nonetheless,
A broken family,
Sigh! Devilish innocence.

After the bamboo has swung,
The boy's flesh it tasted,
Audiences were shocked,
A few tears were dropped.
Paused was my vision,
Cleared was my throat.
Yet he who started all this,
Not a single remorseful tear dropped.

The sky darkens,
The pane patters.
Dark is the shadow,
And so is the future of the future.

Cruelty at its best,
My sympathy is expressed nonetheless,
A broken family,
Sigh! We all know what's best.