Society

Todays society
Is Western sobriety
Of where left is right,
Lets enlighten this plight;

Rape is delight,
A loved filled device.

Murder depends
On the one who bends
The rules to what is right;
    Abortion is good,
    But death of an animal
    Will bring your doom.

Either way
It is just a tool
To brainwash the fools.

So then,
Pick up a pen
And a book instead.

Comprehend
What you read;
Don’t fall into the trap
That will leave you for dead;
A place without end.

Society by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Ruined by the World

A gift from heaven;
protected by her parents
     - ruined by the world -
brainwashed, bullied and abused,
during her time at grade school.

Ruined by the World by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

A Teenage Son

My dear young son,
what have you done,
I fear you wont pass twenty.

Your out drinking wine,
smoking joints of every kind,
doing whatever your heart inclines.

God knows I did try,
to make you happy and kind,
but it seems I failed in my trying.

But now my dear son,
please stop drinking your rum,
and come back to your dear ole pa.

For my hair has gone gray,
as I ah worrying each day
if you will make home or be dead in a grave.

My heart is about done,
your ma ... a feeble one,
we both pray you'll live past today.

A Teenage Son by K. Saitta © 2015, A Walk In Verse

Innocent souls

The innocent souls
vanish without our knowledge
- war mourns for no one -
she murders without reason,
leaving a river of blood.

Innocent souls by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse

Rebellious Child

Frantic behavior I cannot deny;
     Unrelenting nemesis is my only alibi.
Caring for no one is my only creed;
     Kindled self-serving, it's all about me.

Isolating all that crosses my way;
     Negotiate with no one about what I say.
Going to take what ever I dream;
     I'm a sadistic psychopath, watch out for me.

Red tainted pain I will pour down on thee
     After I destroy the family.
Try to stop me and you will see,
     Escalating anger released from me.

Caring for no one is my only creed.
     Hell bent anger,
          Its all about me.
     Lashing out against all in my way;
          Destructive deception – I will make you pay.

I'm a sadistic psychopath ready to scream
     As I take away your reality.
          Murderous bastard is what I will be.

Rebellious Child by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse

No Mercy

They prey upon the lost and the weak,
Like the wolf waiting to strike its next feast,
Killing the innocent for the price of their meat
As they pleasure themselves with their sickening creed
     Of sexual fantasy and evil deceit.

These degenerates need to pay with their blood
For the lives they took in the games they call fun.
So slit their wrist and let them bleed dry,
Cut off their foot, and watch them die!

They're a pathetic excuse
For the life that I know;
My hatred grows strong,
My heart turns to stone.
They murder the young
For the price of their fun,
Protected by Law
Are these sickening ones!

I say – strike at their necks,
Take what they hold dear,
Put them in prison
So they’ll die as we cheer!

Pedophiles I weep for the children you keep
In your evil memories of lust and deceit.
And for the crimes you commit,
With your sadistic filled lies,
You should dwell in hell
For the rest of your lives!

No mercy I have
For the crimes that you keep
Against the children,
That you willfully deceived!

An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth,
Into the prison of hell
I pray you shall dwell!

And in this new place
Filled with carnage and rape
You now become the sexual taste
Where they fill their hunger with their disease
     Of sexual fantasy and evil deceit.

So as you cry awake as you lie your hell
Remember the children that you did sell
Into your lies of morbid deceit;
For now you live in complete disbelief
As they rape and pummel with their disease
     Of sexual fantasy and evil deceit.

No Mercy by K. Saitta © 2009, A Walk In Verse

A Childs Cry

Children wasted in the educational facility of emptiness.
Educators preach to the untouchable.
Children untended left to defend from the imaginable.
The perverted wait to execute the unspeakable.

Children destroyed through single acts of senseless violence.
Childhoods erased, reborn to the adulthood of anguish.
Innocence vanquished to a forever sea of suffering,
Never to re-claim what the malicious have taken in silence.

Children weep in torment as their scars forever remain;
Bloody intentions embrace their desires:
They will search for vengeance against their aggressors,
With murderous memories, to reclaim what the wicked acquired.

The twisted remain to prey upon our communities
Without consequence for their acts of morbid sickness;
They prowl, inflicting with transgressions:
No reflection for their intentions of wickedness.

Magistrates protect the incomprehensible.
The innocent, silenced by the legal voice of recklessness.
No righteous resurrection from the fatalities of transgressions.
Children mourn with murderous abandonment.

All the while children cry and die every day!

A Childs Cry by K. Saitta © 2007, A Walk In Verse

A Child Alone

Born into a world of deception,
Embraced in a life of abuse,
Tormented by a state of abandonment,
Betrayed by parents of youth.

Destroyed by words of profanities,
Tortured without excuse,
Alone in a house of misery:
Torn, battered and confused.

Compelled to a life of insignificance
With their endeavors never seen,
Their family – a false reality,
Alone with only their dreams.

Assaulted with no explanation
By parents who destroy with their hands;
A child bruised and broken
Can only dream of oceans and sands.

Alone in a world with no one,
Their voice never heard nor seen,
Locked in a room of obscurities,
Waiting till death sets them free.

Violence speaks to this child
With no escape to be seen,
Alone in this house of tragedy:
Withdrawn, suicidal and unseen.

A Child Alone by K. Saitta © 2007, A Walk In Verse