At ten years old, I went to school, too poor to pay for meals

At lunch time. So I came upon affordable cheap deals,

By eating anything I found and liked from garbage bin,

Until the day some well fed kid went off and dobbed me in.

The teacher's big solution was to beat me with the cane.

He later came to learn that I'd applied my childhood brain

To crossing his home country off my atlas in my book.

He said, "What's that?", and I could only give a frightened look.

Instead of caning me again, he said, "If you feel sick,

Don't do it over me," and this time didn't use the stick.

I'd taught HIM not to bully kids, but didn't know that then.

It came to me, not long ago, recalling life at ten.

Years later, some girl's father held her down, while all his mates

Took turns to rape her. Then he raped her too. So now she hates

The thought of God as "Father". Who could blame that she'll despise

That image, after suffering the devil's crimes and lies.

I'd like to use a time machine to kick her father's groin,

Before he started, and his filthy mates who chose to join.

Forever she'll need counselling, and careful Christian care,

And if she chooses heaven, she'll have better times up there.

And now my niece at nine has copped an arrow in the chest

From twelve year old big brother, who is always on his best

Behaviour with his parents looking. Why give him a bow

And arrows for his playtime, given things that they should know?

She's told them brother Will has grabbed her neck and tried to choke

Her several times. He lies and says she's just made up a joke.

Her Mum's a mental health red flag. My niece was not believed.

Do I just wait for funeral time, and be the one who grieved?

Now child protective services won't act on my report,

While Will could keep on using her as bullseye for his sport,

And squeeze her neck until she's met her final fatal fate.

I'm going mad with worry, living in another state.

So, in the name of God I'm saying, Satan keep your hands

Off all the kids on earth, and this last warning really stands!

You'll die in hell for what you've done, but now enough's enough,

With wretched laws to make things worse, while cops don't give a stuff.

God's sending Jesus back one day, to fix this evil mess.

He'll take your victims up to heaven, where He'll always bless

The children. Then the men who brought them years of rank abuse

Will face His wrath, unless they all repent what they let loose.