Sweet and sour they churn
Evil butters of all flavors
Spreading their disgusting filthy selves on our children
Another child's innocence murdered
Forever changed beyond imagination
Nightmares that forever haunt
A shattered trust and fear scarred in the deepest of one's heart
Judges spawned from the devil himself
Letting those evil creatures walk again
Serving only a few month's time
Back to the free world to hunt our kids again
No such thing as justice those judges gave
If it were my child, I would joyously give the hunter a painful death and seal it with my bitter smile, one that would be carved into the hunter's heart like the hunter scarred into my child's soul.
***Sometimes I wonder...if the people who hurt our children were simply 'sentenced to death, ' would people think twice before they hurt an innocent child? Would the numbers drop? ***
Jennifer Unknown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perverted-justice-2/
