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Hello soupers, if you have read this write you will see I would like to get the
Wrong word being used in 'child abuse cases' removed from everyday speech.'
we see the prevelant misuse of the word everywhere, my only
Understanding of this is that 'some infuential wordsmiths 'warped ones' might I add concocted this description, to gain a legitimisation of the actions of child abusers ' I call to mind the Greek and Roman worlds I beleive 'such a situation existed , and to which cultures educators often point as a beacon of civilisation
and we see abuse breaks out 'even in churches ' as satan tries to re-emerge' there We can only trust in Jesus and promote His values as best we might, God bless you all.'
A soiled foul foil, this dirty 'blade'
A truthless slithering renegade
A ruthless spineless conniving man
No of him, I was never a fan.
I saw him through the many years
I turned the T V channels over
I said he is not as he appears.
No I was not taken; I was not had.
I saw through his false charms
I noted the bracelets on his arms
I detested his rose coloured spec's
No I knew. I saw, the trap he set.
I had visions of him seanceing
I saw he spoke with dark spirits
I knew him; as wholly unclean.
No others scoffed he is so good
I said see; his style itself it is a lie
He is dressed as if he is 25.
I pointed ‘its a ploy for the young’
‘No’ others said, ‘but its harmless fun'
I am so sad for his victims of crime
I am glad though they are known
I am hoping for better all the time.
Yes call him evil for it’s the truth
Yes he was such a twisted brute
Yes an abuser; yes he was a fiend.
But to give him a good name
Could it be done?
In the light of what we've seen?
Your answer is in a winsome word
Child nurturer even carer protector
Oh yes you have rightly so heard.
(Paedophile deciphered)
It means all those things.
I ask you is it more fitting to ascribe
This description to a goodly king?
Yet for a lowly slinking brute,
this gutter-scum of men,
to name him so it makes me puke.
He'd place the odd blackball
I'd say
To bar ‘unworthy' men, back in his
Day.
I bet he loved those black tie do's
A charity 'thing' in glistening shoes.
The cash the power the contacts
Grand
He was called a just and upright man.
Yet lucifer led 'sir jim' right then
He was within the grasp of his hand.
©Joe Maverick 17-2-2018
Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2018
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