"pachyderms
             have
                   no
                       feel
                            ings"

said the man to himself as he raised up the belt
and beat himself to a red swollen... 
felt the sting of reprisal for his own survival
caught up in feelings, anger rivals- 
that of his disgust running amuck

Revenge is no moral imperative, Chuck.

Why did she betray him?  Hope sucked away, 
left to die on the steps of a chapel; 
he saw, too late, feelings never lie,
and
       this
              pachyderm
                         started
                                 to
                                   cry.