No one likes me - they put me on a register,
you must be sick they told me, yes you're right;
my mother made an amazing statement - like this:
'There was nothing more exciting than a twelve year old boy.'
Let's digress: all these things happen in the animal kingdom,
we are supposed to be of higher intelligence and morals,
animals have no knowledge of God or human morals,
they have their own codes, territorial and hierarchy.
That being said, humans are animals, behavioural;
we come to another idea - God should nudge us back on track,
he created us, has responsibility, not hide behind 'man-made,'
no wonder his fantastic creation, design, began to fade.
I'm locked away now, I know it's best if I don't get out,
perhaps you can tell me -what was God's plan really all about.
Categories:
paedophile, child abuse, god, innocence,
Form: Sonnet
The narcissistic eye ogles itself in the glass;
Which egoistic orgy well paints Man's greed.
His self-elevating smiles mirrors easily prove
As crude hungers only selfish deeds can feed.
And so do you still continue to wonder why
Conceited doctors thrive while patients die.
You know the inscrutable reason lawyers grin,
All the way to the bank as grimey outlaws win.
The grim riders who usurp others' right of way
Typify paedophiles who maul wee infant souls.
And barbarian cops firing shots at calm folks,
Subtly tell the cold despot's vainglorious goal.
Do not look far to behold villainous monsters
Who top filthy lists of most-wanted gangsters,
When you daily spot many self-serving priests
With Bible-like Kalashnikovs and soiling wrists.
In our most common dispositions you'll note,
Ugly human gluttonies of every cannibal sort.
Categories:
paedophile, child abuse, discrimination, mystery,
Form: Didactic
The Ballerina and the paedophile
The Ballerina, at the left in my Degas print it hangs
in the hall and I have neglected to look at it for some time,
has moved to the centre stage where she goes through
her warm up routine.
She teaches little girls to dance now that she is married
and have three children; she had to go back to work
as her husband was a sloth; but she is still graceful as
a leopard when r it is chasing lesser pray on
the Savannah, or gliding up to kiss the Popes ring.
She sees my argumentative mien, but will not be drawn
into a fight when I suggest Degas was a paedophile.
My dog, although it has no business being there,
enjoy the attention it gets from girl ballerinas that
crowd the print with chatter and eager sincerity.
Categories:
paedophile, adventure, allegory, angel,
Form: Blank verse
She was tender and fragile...
till She met this paedophile.
the evil had just landed
never to be caught red-handed.
His fantasies were little girls
... he loved crushing those beautiful pearls..
with his dirty male appendages...
she screemed in silence
and resisted that violence
20 yrs have passed...
how she was beign harassed
in no news channel it was ever broadcast...
that fear in her heart
distanced her and she fell apart..
i hope when you read this
still love her with a kiss..
life teaches us to be strong
how to play the same tune and song...
if you're tortured and abused
and a voice you never used
he will visit you again..
to inflict the pain...
Copyright @ REDfiery 2011, December
Categories:
paedophile, uplifting,
Form: Rhyme