his days were few
when shadows came
to bring the tempest rains
to infiltrate a lad not even two
he learned to have a song inside
that danced and skipped along
no matter what that day
or night would hold
so when the sticks
arrived from monsters
with the thing that stood
and poked up right inside
the songs would play to quiet
the tearing pain that broke the door
where they would come to shove
themselves on toddler flesh
how long will he
with gentle life
be robbed
once more
It doesn't just happen in less 'civilized' lands, low-socio-economic areas, or with alcohol misuse, but even within the well-to-do civilian populations, organized child abuse rings operate targeting a boy or girl's earliest days, for the sake of power and profit. There are more slaves now than in past eras. Some kind souls want to help but most victims remain unseen, and few incidents are reported. Every prophecy in Scripture has come true, so may this one also eventuate soon for in a restored earth where respect reigns for all: "They will do no harm nor cause any ruin" -Isaiah 65:25
