PLEA TO CHILD MOLESTERS

By Patricia Gairy

IF A TREE FALLS IN THE FOREST AND NOBODY HEARD, DID IT NOT MAKE A SOUND?
ALL YOU CHILD MOLESTERS, ALL YOU UPHOLDERS WHO SEEK TO PRESERVE THE
SILENCE I HAVE NEWS FOR YOU…
SILENCE HAS A SOUND
LOUDER THAN ANYTHING YOU’VE EVER HEARD!!

LOOK AT THE FACES OF YOUR VICTIMS!!
THERE ARE WOUNDS WITHIN THAT WILL NEVER HEAL BUT WILL REMAIN,
FESTERING LIKE A HIDDEN SORE – RAW AND HURTING, PAINFUL WITHOUT TOUCH

NO ONE CAN FATHOM THE AGONY THAT EATS AWAY INSIDE A LIFETIME OF
TORTURE TIME CAN NEVER ERASE
NO AMOUNT OF MONEY, NO MEASURE OF PLEASURE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO WIPE
OUT THE STENCH OF AGONY OR THE PUS OF PAIN




BUT I HAVE NEWS FOR YOU… BREAKING NEWS!!!! YOU ARE JACKALS!! EVERY ONE
OF YOU!!! AND THE DAY OF THE JACKAL WILL SURELY COME, IN FACT, IT IS
FAST APPROACHING THOUGH YOU SEEM BLISSFULLY UNAWARE AS YOU TROD ON
MERCILESSLY, RENDING HAVOC,
LEAVING YOUR VICTIMS SHAKING WITH TERROR, LICKING THEIR WOUNDS
STRIPPED OF DIGNITY, HOPES AND DREAMS.

WRAPPED FOREVER IT SEEMS, IN A CLOAK OF MYSTERIOUS SORROW. YES, MY
JACKAL FRIENDS,YOUR DAY IS DAWNING
I WONDER WHAT YOU WILL DO, HOW YOU WILL SPEND THOSE TWENTY-FOUR HOURS
WHEN THEY DESCEND UPON YOU LIKE AN UNWANTED GIFT THAT CANNOT BE RETURNED

WHERE WILL YOU GO FOR RESCUE
YOU CAN’T RUN WITH THE FOXES, YOU WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO HUNT WITH THE HOUNDS
YOU WILL BE BRANDED TWICE THE TRAITOR, LAID UPON BY BOTH SIDES,
SCORNED AND CONDEMNED LIKE THE TREE THAT FELL IN THE FOREST SINCE
NOBODY SAW YOU
YOU SEEK REFUGE AND RESPITE IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR VICTIMS? BUT THAT
SOUND YOU HEAR, ECHOING IN YOUR HEAD LOUDER THAN DOOMSDAY BELLS???
IT WILL TAKE YOUR SANITY
THE THOUGHT OF HELL IS HELL ITSELF!!

SAD NEWS, MY DEAR JACKALS
THE STEADY HANDS OF TIME HOLDS THE GUN YOU CANNOT CONTROL
STARE DOWN THE BARREL AND BEHOLD YOUR DAY AND YOUR DESTINY
IT WILL SOON BE HERE!!!
LEAVE THE CHILDREN ALONE, I BEG YOU!!!!!

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