Best Childhoodcare Poems


Under the Pine At 3am In the Fog

idea:
a poem based on-
on the -
the frame of talking
when you’re talking to a group
and you don’t wanna you don’t wanna 
pinpoint anybody out so you say something like
ok, so kyle will be the frontman
and paul will be the bassline and frank will be the one -
who is the spy.
that sort of thing.
but make a poem like that 
like transition from that commanding type of thing where ok – you!

you’re gonna go this way
(no no
you –
because I always do
I don’t care about
the thing.
wh
whatareyou talkingabout!
ehn
I don’t care about
“Mastermind”
that’s bullcrap
I
I just wanna 
do because I wanna and what 
I do then I do something like this:

I change the tone into
you’re confessional 
or into the poem-type structure
of how you wish you could have said it 
but you couldn’t actually speak it out

Premium Member Loved Invaders

What festers inside the minds of these
No matter who you are, ignoring your plea's
A father, mother a relative a friend
It beggars belief that I can't comprehend

To ogle and leer until their time is right
Await their chance in the day or the night
These loved invaders decided your theirs
Not a care in the world for innocent youngsters tears

Sodomised, beaten raped and degraded
Do they think for a moment of who they've invaded
When they walk away without a care in the world
Realising the damage to either a boy or a girl

They awake to their tomorrows all innocent and pure
Never in fear of being caught, or even a cure
Whilst I and those others have to live with this fail
It can be the end of some as their lives finally sail

When they are done with you, it's a sibling a mate
Their evil transcends to continue, to desecrate
Multiple victims as we have already heard
They plead their innocence, saying it's totally absurd

The hurting fear that's left in the mind of the taken
Where love once was is reft to forsaken
The brave speak out, I wish I was one of those
Then the fears are released or they internally grow

Society must cleanse these scum of the earth
Allow kids to live, and deliver them to earth
It's where they belong, every single one of them
As it's stopped boys and girls, turning into ladies and men

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