ABUSERS - THE UNDEAD
We might whisper their names then pass them by
as in a graveyard;
the bite of fate is much too strong
and so often their victims return
to repeat the original crime.
appearing plausible in every respect
yet inhabiting the soil that yields up
unclean intentions mostly hidden
from those as yet untainted.
Step warily, for someone trusted may softly visit
on the call of a moon
then we must raise our silver cruficixes.
Let God deal with them
with his knowing grace and graven face
while we forever condemn with the chant
of another age another time.