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Broken Man

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“It is easier to build strong children than repair broken men.”- Frederick Douglass

The minute he enters a room, the very air changes. Laughter and light-hearted banter halt. The atmosphere is murky and the faint smell of doom permeates every nook and cranny. He has arrived.

Short in stature, massive in attitude. He does not smile, for to do so shatters the persona he wishes to reflect. He wants to invoke fear and discord among his people. It pleases him when they show fear. He feeds on it. In his ignorance, he knows of no other way to lead.

He is a walking and breathing example of the Peter Principle. Managers rising to the level of their incompetence. He sets his most talented people up to fail or dismisses them because they are likely to violate the hierarchical life and expose his incompetency. He does not have the emotional intelligence skill set to succeed as a leader. If you work for him, he tests you daily.

In The Celestine Prophecy, James Redfield calls these people Intimidators. Taking energy from others by threat either through words or physical force. Coercing you, for fear of something bad happening to you, to pay attention to them and so to give them your energy. He intimidates to hide his own insecurities and fears.

He is a bundle of nervous energy. His emotions are always on the surface, exploding with the least provocation. What made him this way? Was he abused as a child and now must be the abuser? Has he ever truly loved another? Does he trust anyone in his life?

He is a broken man.

Damaged in the soul and in the spirit. Running as fast as he can from himself. Taking any in his path with him.

Trying to break others so he has company. So he feels justified in how he is living his life.

We will not bend under his tyranny of evilness. We will not meet his anger with anger, but rather with love.

He will not break us. We pray for him every day. We will keep praying until there is a change.

And there will be.  For God is a powerful ally.

“Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me; thous shalt stretch forth thine hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and they right hand shall save me.”- Psalm 138:7

*Author’s note: This is my first stab at fiction on Charmed Chaos. 

Legal Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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