DON'T READ IF YOU ARE HAVING A GOOD DAY. IT WILL RUIN IT. ALL FACTS IN POEM ARE TRUE.
Pains a Piss Off
When I was in
Wrote in a code language
That was made up by me and a friend
When we were in our teens.
I used this language to write down
To put on paper the thoughts and feelings
That I did not want others to know
That I chose to hide from all but god.
One boy I knew at
So he was made both mad and jealous.
So across my page he penned in his own unsteady hand;
Unsteadied from too many days of injecting the word
(His word was ganja), and from this combination he wrote
“No pornographic writings”.
A thought of the pain inside
Of the pain inside of their shared
Yet unknown pain so prolonging
And propagating the proliferation of
Pain in the lives of the prey and
The pain inside the pawns used as
Persuasion, used as perversion a perpetual
Penetration infesting and festering the pain
Pushing both prey and predators
Pushing them to pervert the populace
With performances of perversion pacifying
Their pain.
Today I met with five victims,
Victims of various sex crimes.
One child was thirteen, her variety was rape
And she vented in systematic sex from similar souls.
Two was a child of fifteen who had been
As the term is molested. A fifteen year old who’s
Natural father had betrayed his role by
Soliciting sex from similar girls
Fifteen and under; she thought they were baby sitters.
So she sought safety with some one similar, an uncle,
Who secretly video taped her having sex.
Three was thirteen sickened by the pain
Of sex she molested her siblings and sexed her relatives.
She tried to cease the existence of her soul;
She couldn’t succeed.
Four was sixteen but seemed to be seven.
She was seized and forced to have sex with
A slow relative at the age of twelve.
She has since had sex several times.
She thinks she’s crazy.
Five sought after significance in sex as well
But she was soiled from birth by a mother
Who forfeited her role and had gainful employment
As a whore who gave her daughter the human immune deficiency virus.
I’m not in
So now I’m writing pornographic writings
But I’m not using code.
I’m using real words and real characters
That I hope make a sound.
For everyone to read for anyone to perceive
The pain that pursued these five souls.
This five lovely people to be used as prey by predators
As pawns of pain inflicting souls who did not find healing.
God help them.
Heath Achatz
8.16.2005
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