Amber Alert
by HFagelman ~ March 18th, 2012. Filed under: Poetry.They are out there
Those that harm children
Hidden by their Mothers homes
Sitting in dank basements waiting
They burn with imagery
They taste blood
Their hard sex a testament to evil
And we watch our babies
Riding their bicycles
Skipping rope and hopscotch
Eyes soaking in the sun
While below they wait
The laughter of the little ones a
Beckoning
They wait
Pundits talk about social reform
About rehabilitation
About reintegration
After all
Most of these fuckers have done something hurtful before
So we owe it to them to let ‘em out to do it again
Right? Right?
And everyone is so surprised that the guy did a heinous thing before
And they mutter and whisper about inadequacy in the system
Of course
Not all of these demons have a recognizable past
Some emerge as a disgusting surprise
Killing their families
Goin’ on a rampage
In the end ultimately
Destroying some small human being somewhere
Some child whose only goal in life was to
Love
The dark is waiting for the little ones
Yes indeed it is
And I am waiting for the dark
With a loaded .45 and all of my friends
Most of who are
Mommies and Daddies too
We are waiting for the bottom dwellers
And we are ready