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“Old enough to play the game if there is grass upon the field,”
With this abusive mantra pedophiles are revealed.
All enter life as children on path to maturity;
Fear there is a subspecies of man who preys on purity.

Adolescence is a time fraught with pain and whoa
Takes a special breed of evil to despoil pure white snow.
Slow, bashful exploration of the carnal type
Is a lovely fledgling dance among those not yet ripe.

Great beauty in slow awakening of petals of a flower
But these men who seduce children are surely under devil’s power.
For a man to see a child and desire her sexually
Is an illness incomprehensible and deep depravity.

It is the natural order that little girls into women grow
But predation stalking innocence is selfish carnage of sickest machismo.
Twisted devils live among us who gleefully spread shame,
Who are on the prowl for untouched doe-eyed fawns they hunt like game.

That plot to steal a girl’s childhood, leave her ravaged and psychically maimed,
There is no loving in the act when a child’s soul is left lame.
What lack of strength and confidence leads a man to desire virgin sacrifice?
Is it a total lack of self-worth causing them to despoil a child’s paradise?

There is no one among us who can stop the hands of time;
The ascension to adulthood can be a most perilous climb.
Each of us has wept as we’ve navigated growth;
Grown men who steal young ladies’ innocence are creatures to loath.

“Old enough to play the game if there is grass upon the field,”
With this abusive mantra pedophiles are revealed.
All enter life as children on path to maturity;
Fear there is a subspecies of man who preys on purity.

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