Mr. Speaker, It starts in school:
A tug of the hair
Some crass language
A first love, without love, without respect
Not to worry, boys will be boys...
And it continues
A new relationship, passionate, but unhealthy
Love serves as bait, but has no soul
That first love planted a seed, now growing strong
The respect comes and goes, and then just goes
Kind words become unkind
Whispered words become screams
Connection becomes disconnected
A gentle touch, now but a memory
Replaced by bruised skin, bruised heart
The love is gone, control's all that remains
Isolation, devastation
Death.
13 women were killed in Quebec
13 lives lost to a treacherous love
I can no longer stand by and hold my tongue
I can no longer ignore this violence.
To colleagues and Canadians alike:
We cannot pretend we don't see
The cries, the tears, the noises, the bruises
Are not all harmless
Perhaps a sign of something wrong
We cannot close our eyes
If we're to save that 14th woman,
Who's now suffering in silence, hoping a neighbour
Will see the signs
And put an end to the deadly cycle
Of domestic violence
House of Commons Hansard #120 of the 43rd Parliament, 2nd Session. (The original version is on Parliament's site.) The word of the day was military.