Embalms rank air, personal invasion fully dredged,
oblivious to virtue by low minds deeply fledged,
sanguine passions with dark deeds, paint
treacherous solicitude with contagion haunt;
forever scarred that once was beauty dressed,
with boundless innocence, the unguarded breast
conveyed to prison's harsh isolated plight,
where ruin seized childhood's verdant right.
Thus, abandoned light indulges darkness more
with compounding poverty along its stranded shore,
bonds hateful fate to dungeons drear,
and marshals' infamy, molesting what is dear.
Deeds unpalatable, malice youth's dear shinning frame,
plough right through the blushing thoughts of shame,
loathed corruption, silent vice invade
the joyous smiles of once an infants glade.
Time bequeaths unmarked wounds, scurrilous indeed,
living scars, prescribed by evils vilest creed
of immoral joy, satanic schemes had riven,
false countless comforts monstrous given,
conveyed as love, its invidious beastly tray,
foul touching torment of perversion's sway,
hangs heavy,life's guilt and laden yoke,
with weight immence, clad as an iron cloak,
whose shackled chains of injustice, lacerate
the divinity of moral truth, then debate
scriptures for self purpose to ensue
its daily theme, primal conquest to re-new,
the honeyed tongue, the cunning voice, manipulate
chilling rhetoric, a prisoned sugar bait
by minds grown lame, sordid, sad and dire,
now loitering fangs, fuels the venoms muse
make proud the sanguine air, lust's abuse
inhale, to breathe the fired fumes again,
unconcerned, unfathomable depths' intolerable pain
often yearns for the sweeter life of death,
greater far than earth's soured breath.

PART 3 to be continued