Savagery
Savagery of an act unspeakable,
ransack of the flesh of innocence
melts the petals of the rose
with blowtorch breath of violation.
The gallows groan, with guilt are ridden,
turmoil grinds a mind of penitence,
caustic soda rivers flow
with twisted thoughts of self-beration.
The aftermath of the unaccountable,
imagined false responsibility
scars the contour of the heart,
mother love crucified with shame.
Yet man alone, his black corrosion,
incarnate evil, cruel iniquity,
from heaven's grace is set apart
and is the swine to blame.
Spoiling of a daughter sacrosanct,
crime before all of humanity,
malevolence and vile despair,
perversion of some vicious cur.
No mother in her grief and mourning
ever should endure the agony;
of every cross she has to bear
this one is not for her.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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