Sit

As I sit here in this quiet and wonder,
  wonder at hurts and wounds,
That have hurt another, thinking,
  it is not hate, but lack of.

Lack of knowing they are hurt,
  lack of knowing Jesus hurt,
Lack of knowing how to be exposed,
  vulnerable, instead this fake, toughness.

It means nothing, even though it is hurt,
  hurt to hurt another, hurt because
They can't or won't allow healing to come,
  hurt and hurt, when will we find health?