General Poetry posted September 12, 2017

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A child's question

Why don't monsters die

by kahpot

looks in a mirror image unknown
distant reflection she can not own
taken by force while not yet strong
left with a life too hard to belong
hope and trust were ripped apart
leaving a child no future to start
from when the trauma had begun
for all her memories roll into one
it was me beneath your sinful way
you punctured me without my say
can't replace my thoughts of shame
deeper, they grow than fear or pain
fought for years to clean my past
few had seen in but did not last
no future for me I can't see outside
this heart of shame I keep and hide
you raped my body scarred my mind
and left your presence for all to find
you left me the world dark and cold
no chance of freedom growing old
your mind's not right I do not care
the laws and courts must be aware
my life you ended yours must too
some time away won't castrate you
a coward's manhood still has to feed
a permanent solution will stop the need
to create more thoughts such as mine
that monsters survive throughout time
judgment I give without reserve
no longer a life do you deserve


What I believe after a friend told me of their ordeal and their thoughts of existence knowing these ******** walk their streets freer than the victim
Pays one point and 2 member cents.

Artwork by Renate-Bertodi at

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