This piece of poetry is dedicated to all children who suffer sexual molestation and abuse. Children, whose innocence are callously stolen from them by perverted savages. Children who are so dis-advantaged that they are afraid to speak out the hurts and pains, and so are forced to remain silent dying........My heart reaches out to them.
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My pen I give command
To flow in bitter fluidity
For my thought
Keeps me away
From Dawn's rest
And encompasses me
In midnight's embrace
I speak , I am not silent
For a land that reeks
Of rotting flesh
And stinks
In utter pungency
That flings moral codes
To the fleeing winds
That rip sweet roses
Off summer's innocence
Sad, So sad
It pierces my heart
So in anguish, I write
About desecrated innocence
This warm autumn morning
I wish to escape
From freedom
From sanity
And groaning souls
I weep over tragedies
Caused by stuttering
And mere mortals
Shame-lessly
Count-lessly
Defiantly
They pillage
Un-ploughed land
In grand expression
Of moral decadence
They tear apart
Lacy fragrances
With a foul odour
And flood innocence
With hurt and pain
Karma comes swiftly
To wipe smirks off your face
You betray blooming spring
For a moment's passion
You betray trusting eyes
For a pleasure's fill
You make crystal tears flow
From the sun's smile
You will sink into hollowness
Your throbbing leisure
Will become poison
For desecrating innocence
Your bland un-seeing eyes
Will soon be smoking
With abject misery
THANK YOU ALL FOR STOPPING BY MY NEIGHBOURHOOD.💝💝💝💝💝💝💝