You deny my touch, though it be one of love, and oh so familiar and comforting to he — the man I truly love.  The man who truly loves me, too.  The man who married me and chose to spend the rest of his life with me — not you or those you put in charge of his now lonely and desperate existence that never needed to be.

Does your cruelty to he and to me feed some hungry darkness within your heart and soul?  Does it give you utter pleasure to deny such a small gesture of love and comfort to he and to me – we whom you have such devastating and merciless power over this day and days that have been?  Oh does the thrill carry you into ecstasy of sinful delight?

I can only wonder at the pleasure our misery has brought to your day.  A misery you will be given credit for throughout eternity.  Your moments are yours to behold this day and all days to come.

God, the ultimate judge of all things, will remember those loving touches denied for no other reason than could be denied!

Yes, God will remember and there will be no delight left to behold!