And The child cries….
“No more, No more,” the beatings never stop,
Love is taught,so many ways, pain maybe hate,
with broken wings angels can not fly,
such is th child’s screams in the night,
that which go unheard, “No more, No more”,
The beaten, the Pain, it still hurts,
The mother has raped his soul,
A child’s innocence never born….
The Father amused, proud of his masterpiece,
The work bloody, bruised, broken, violated,
This chid…..
“No more, No more, Enough is Enough”,
The Child screams, Blood pouring of the Jaw,
Eyes blackened, tears streaming in the face,
Crushed under his father’s love,
Beating, Beating it never stops, Pain…..
Love is pain, later… death, always the same.
“No more, No more” the child whispers in,
Final Breath, tortured, broken, sodomized,
The angels Did cry, asking forgiveness in,
…his eyes did close…his parent’s sins,
“This is Family it’s what families do”,
Dad’s bloodstained hands, smiling, Pleased,
Mom Grinning, fulfillment of appetite under the moon,
The child lying in pools of blood, urine, and feces too,
drosed in semen, and mom’s immorality too,
mommy and daddy just want to say “I love you”….
@ poem by Jonathan Sexton