The world is full of monsters. Rapists of little children.
They broke their lives like branches off a tree.
If only I could……… And then……..
Impale those living bastards.
Let them feel — with their own assholes — the full sweetness of penetration….
The world is full of monsters. Traffickers of young girls.
Made them believe in earnings. In love.
If only I could hand those bastards over to the rapists in prison.
Let them feel — on their own flesh — the storm of lust.
The world is full of monsters. Dealers of white bliss.
Showing kids the way to a brand new Paradise.
If only I could bury those bastards alive.
Cover them with white powder.
Let them choke.
The world is full of children whose lives were broken by adults.
They took their tender souls and sent them straight to Hell.
Those children wander the earth — angry, skinny, hungry.
Searching everywhere for salvation…….
But I believe something good will find those children.
Because if there are monsters in this world —
then there are also, surely, PEOPLE.
Those who will NOT turn away!!!
Those who will ALWAYS help!!!!
Who will smile!
Who believe in God!!
They will reach out their hands gently and say the simplest words:
“COME IN, SWEETHEART —
DON’T BE AFRAID —
I’VE SET THE TABLE FOR YOU.”
And on the table — tea is growing cold……….
*(2019)*