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Today

Today was not so bad, Yesterday, pure horror; Tomorrow, I cannot predict, Yet in terror I live; A touch so much I dread, For suspicion is my daily bread; Every word a leery undertone, Every smile with hidden intent; That such evil so very well hid, Is the crux of the matter within; Today the child you cheer to see, Might tomorrow be wickedly despoiled; Their trust so shamefully they do exploit, The hurt of the child so well disguised; For shame will none in truth reveal, The truly vile deeds in secret are done; A wish to live with nary a worry, Truly, only if wishes were horses. So today I beg your child do keep, That tomorrow you'll have no cause to weep; Today find time to teach and train, That tomorrow you'll have no painful regrets; For in plain view vile people abound, To steal the sweet innocence of such a child; To rape, and hurt, and trick and threaten, for towards the child is their malevolent intent.

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