With Eyes That Saw Your Shadows
The old men defile the little girls
their lurid charm stabs the fragile screen of innocence and ignorance
The fathers are traveled or dead or down, or never known
The mothers weep, hands in air hoping to grab something helpful
The young girls, like rat to hawk become clutched by predatory hands
The old men squeal, cackle, and trumpet their victories
vile names for the captured,the newly shamed are shouted in complete revelry
The tricked lost their chance at being children
This calls for a smile from the most sinister observer
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