TOPIC:"Untold Secrets”

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The cretinous souls,
Suicide letter unfolds, to reveal a truth he’d never disclosed ..
.. striking a terrible blow,
inside the denizen’s own, resident home.
Where he’d penned and enclosed,
An expletory note, headed “I thought it better you know…”
Detailing how he’d molested and probed,
Younger siblings when they’d been left in alone.
Charles’ callous confession grew harder to read as the sentences sloped ..
.. While describing how gently he groped,
His brothers innocence under the pretence of a joke.
An event which evoked,
A recile from his redolent glow ..
.. Turning his smile into a predators, cold, incestuous smoulder.
Charles’ teenage figure loomed over a coffee mug he’d set on a coaster ..
.. Which reflected him letchering over,
The naked, nubile, bodies he’d sketched from the sofa.
And at night when he slept ---
With a pillow firmly pressed to his shoulder ..
.. He’d try to suppress, the highly majestic vibe he would get,
From re-living this scene inside of his head.
Charles silently wept,
As inner-demons plagued his dreams and he denied their requests,
To brush his perverse hands against his brothers privates again.
...

- 20 Years Later -

Charles awoke, frightened, in bed -
Wiping the sweat, from the narrow incline in his neck ..
.. With a look in his eyes that suggests,
He's had enough of the nightly unrest.
The inner-demon’s returned.
And thought Charles fights it as best, he can - It smites his attempts.
Reciting with zest, that his life's in a mess ..
.. plied with regrets, and that he's married to a wife he detests.
The demon finally pressed,
Upon Charles' sickening lust after minors for sex ..
.. and the issues untimely address, seemed to push him right to the edge.
With what little pride he had left,
Charles began his wily ascent ..
.. into the quaint, Amish, schoolhouse - Brandishing a gun to the side of his leg.
He then barked orders,
Until all the boys and adults inside it had left ..
.. Binding the remaining girls up,
With industrial rope of sizeable length.
“…Tell these pigs to get the FUCK out,” Charles cried with dissent,
But the emergency operators had declined his request.
And so at point blank range, Charles started firing with lead,
Killing five, then turning the gun on himself…

…When police arrived, the tyrant was dead.

Based On The True Story Of Charles Carl Roberts
Wrote In Loving Memory Of:-

Rose Ebersole, Aged 7
Anna May Stoltzfus, Aged 12
Marion Fisher, Aged 13
Mary Liz Miller, Aged 8
And her younger sister, Lina Miller, Aged 7.
.. May You All Rest In Peace ..

TOPIC:"Dream A Little Dream”