Perversion
He says he is a man, and lives a man’s life.
He has children, he, has pets, and he has a wife.
However evil prevailed and his daughter he sought in desire.
I know I am to forgive, but the way I feel
About this…HELL does not have hot enough fire.
For the life of me I will never see what a grown man should see in a child.
Children are gifts of God, and we are their protectors for a short while.
To rape a child makes me so ill; to think other than pure thoughts…
I am sorry…as I cannot complete this poem…for this pervert I would like to kill.
J. Allen Wilson © 11/6/2010
God bless,
Lew