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Innocence, no more...




I ne’er breathed ‘til I first cried;
And cry, I now; since humanity has died.
Yes, the world is dead! D-E-A-D!
Yet, I still pray for my daily bread…
D-E-A-D? Is that what you heard me squeal?
Oh yes! Isn’t it the dead who do not feel?

I am an object of your desire- amorous;
To you, I’m “raven-haired”, I’m “glamorous”!
But was that a boon? Or was that MY bane!
I unknowingly trudged the Devil’s lane…
You penetrated my innocence, for your delight!
In God-knows-how-many houses of the night.

“Godparent” has since been given a new meaning;
Something shamefully demeaning!
This “(gl)amorous one” has been grounded,
Ever since the fleur-de-lis was upon me, branded!
As I await her Ladyship to remove her famous blindfold,
I can only but feel life ebb, and cease to hold…

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Dedicated to ‘innocence’ that has been torn away from the many innocents worldwide. Please… Let us join hands to stop child trafficking and abuse/pornography.

Originally posted at "Contorted Reality". Please leave your thoughts here. Thanks.
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