Don't go pinching your nose

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Born to a world of noughts and ones
and thrown to the dogs of woeful repair,
where care is a swear-word
and duty is dead.

Sloshed about from discord to disgust
and taught to be ruled by fear,
these are the unwanted gifts
wrapped in Guardians
and presented at the gates of hell;
black-eyed subjects of the authorities.

Green corns,
pert and firm and while not yet ripe,
their hairs are there for all to see
and they are palatable to the tasteless,
to those who have normalised the intolerable.

Prized by the suited and beautied
as their favoured untaxable charity,
why should they question what really goes on?
Look how green corns thrive!
They’re actually very good for the system, you know.

The young bud lives
in a house all her own,
and as her maladie escapes
from fields of excellence,
she is seen as a vegetable,
to grow and enjoy
as something to eat.

Their time is valuable
and book-cooking numbers is important,
like exacting words so they don’t make sense
even to experts.

And they know how she was treated
in the barren cloud of her past
but she may come and go
as she pleases
and return bruised and broken.
As long as they have time for a cigarette,
they’ll suffer her torment.

Intensive and individual,
the dripping glossary reports,
backed by gorgons and the three eyes
of a minor-torturer;
a private schemer;
a high-class pimp;
there for their own
to be enjoyed and sucked dry
under a veil of carefully hidden moon-shadows.

‘I won’t be long,’ she says,
but they’re busy texting for pizzas
and Jackpot Joy,
and as the driver slams shut her door
And tyres scream her pain,
they’re blind to the careless slaps
as he tells her, ‘It’s been a long day,’
tearing down her panties to reveal his reward.

Green corns have sprouted everywhere,
plump but slowly poisoned,
their boxes ticked
baked and boiled
to reduce themselves to nothing,
mauled by men who dote on their own
as Gods at home,
passed around like so many sacks of potatoes
laid down and kept in damp sculleries
to be peeled and slashed,
ripped and torn,
loved and despised.

The fleshing-out process
remains undetected,
and her comings and goings are to be expected,
considering her past,
so let them at her,
think the carers.

She’s much more than their job’s worth
and perhaps she deserves it,
so clean yourselves off on her stomach
and in her face why not.
So long as she’s on the pill,
who’s to know?

And while you read this sad little tale,
supping on your coffee
with chocolate on top,
arrest your thoughts
from your busy, difficult life
for those girls in care
passed from man to man
before you and your conscience
under a flag of love
into which they puke and wipe off dirt.

As you sup on your frothy coffee,
imagine that you’re drinking
from the clitoris of a state-funded girl
after twenty-five men have filled her
with their sin.

Don’t go pinching your nose.
It might hurt.

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Comments

sid | May 10, 2012 - 15:16

Fucking hell. Well done for being brave enough to tell this story, Richard. It's a gruelling read but it needs to be told. is it by chance inspired by the story that's in the news at the minute, about the girls groomed and used by an asian gang, and the authorities too frightened to act for fear of being labelled racist?

blighters rock | May 10, 2012 - 15:51

Hi Sid. Yes, I read about the scandal this morning and seethed with anger. The walk back home was more like a march into battle to write this.
The girl lived alone in a house with six 'carers' who let her go out whenever she wanted. They all own the house, which doesn't need to go through the supposedly rigorous care-system detail because it's only for one child. This allows them to act as a kind of boarding school.
The 'intensive, individual care' purported to have been given to this child cost £252,000 per year (or £40,000 a piece) and was supported by 3i and therefore the govt, which was why it only came to light recently.
Where will it end?
85% of children's homes are now privately run and of the 1800 girls in the system, over 600 are known to have been sexually abused in their 'care'.
I would suggest that this figure is closer to 1200, with the other 600 too scared to report the abuse.
These children's homes are feeding grounds of paedophilia yet even the newspapers don't say the word. It beggars belief that the govt has allowed privately run homes to be self-assessed. No one assesses them and the children are left to rot there while the taxpayer foots the bill for these 3i-backed pimps acting as carers to vulnerable children. They should be shot through the head and left to rot on a heap of shit.

sid | May 10, 2012 - 16:53

Hear hear

jolono | May 10, 2012 - 18:04

Woh blighters this is powerful stuff. Well written and hard hitting. I agree lets shoot the bastards!

scratch | May 10, 2012 - 21:06

Well done Blighters.

Esther | May 10, 2012 - 21:52

What hidden rotting sin in the action of vile depravity. Really disgusting world; well done for writing the part of life which must be everywhere.

blighters rock | May 10, 2012 - 22:10

Thanks for all the comments everyone.
When we think that, for one student, Eton charge £31,000 against £252,000 for this shambolic governmental farming-out of care to the most vulnerable, it is without doubt that any duty of care has long been absent from those in authority.
Although a fighting dog has more moral fibre, to blame the perpetrators of the violent sexual abuse without any attachment of blame placed upon those who are charged with this girl's care is like blaming a lion for killing a person in a zoo.

Sooz006 | May 10, 2012 - 23:31

I went to a care home in Whitehaven, I was there three weeks before being moved to a long-term care home.
I never saw much in the way of abuse there, I was one of the lucky ones and wasn't there long enough I suppose, but the place was run on a regime of sexual abuse and bullying.

I hated the place that I ended up at for the next five years and was bullied by teachers and kids alike, but at least I was safe. There were a lot of terrible places in the seventies. and here we are forty years later and nothing's changed.

Horrible, powerful and truthful. Every time you read this one it hits home harder and I think it takes at least three reads.Disgustingly beautiful.

blighters rock | May 11, 2012 - 10:55

Glad you enjoyed this, Sooz. It's not the most palatable of pieces but this happens just as much, if not more, than in the Seventies, and while the govt drone on about health and safety and child abuse it's happening on a daily basis under their eyes.
They don't even have a duty of care any more because they've farmed out the homes to the private sector, who think only of themselves and money. So the govt's given up on its most vulnerable people while they reward those who commit crimes. It's just plain crazy and lazy.
It's good that vulnerable children were mentioned in the Queen's Speech but it was, after all, the govt that wrote it in essence so I won't be holding any hope on that little trick.
I wouldn't be at all surprised if some of the carers pimped the girls and I know very well that many sexually abuse them themsleves.
If society is judged by how we treat our most vulnerable, then we're no better than those who abuse them because we let it happen.
I'm glad to know you made it through the system, Sooz, and it's about time I started getting up to date with your work. You're such a prolific writer and time's hard to find sometimes but I'm sure to catch up because I love your humour, honesty and general view on life.

lavadis | May 11, 2012 - 17:21

Just , well just stunning - felt I had been slapped around the face. You have spoken my feelings

Parson Thru | May 11, 2012 - 19:12

I'm afraid I don't watch TV or read the papers anymore. Thanks for this Blighters. We all know it goes on. So many bad and depraved things go on. I don't know how you keep the focus on something like this and not lose everything else. Thanks for a brilliant and gutsy reminder. Post it to every local / county councillor. These places are run under their accountability aren't they? Someone MUST be ashamed of themselves surely. Us maybe?

blighters rock | May 11, 2012 - 20:10

Hi Laurie,
Glad it hit you in the right place but, personally, I don't know anyone (other than David Maidment) who does more for the plights of these vulnerable children. It wasn't very cheering to hear Tim Loughton, Children's minister, say today that we can all do better, especially when he's the voicebox of all politicians left and right who have farmed all the responsibility out to the muddled money-mad middle classes that see vulnerable children as a nice little earner of low maintenance.
Off to read your Chapter one edit.
Hi Parson Thru,
My focus on this topic is omnipotent in my life but it was a real struggle walking back from town after reading about it in the Times, thinking I'd lose the nuts and bolts of what was racing round my head.
Thanks for reading. I'll follow your lead and send this around.
Thanks also to the cherrypickers. Those little red things keep me hungry.

Parson Thru | May 11, 2012 - 21:00

Posted the link on my FB timeline. Hope that's ok.

blighters rock | May 11, 2012 - 21:20

Do as you see fit, my friend. Let's put the bastards in the frame.

rjnewlyn | May 13, 2012 - 15:31

Well done with this. A good slice of justified rage that we all should feel more of.

Rob

blighters rock | May 14, 2012 - 09:28

Cheers Rob, see you tomorrow!

Sooz006 | May 17, 2012 - 00:31

Thanks Blighter's. Every so often I have to go away and lick a few wounds and then when I come back I feel guilty for being away. You can't read people and glean little bits of who they are from their writing and their comments and that's a connection. I always say I'm not going to go again and then something happens and I do... but not this time, eh!

Writing like this may or may not make a difference, but it's as good a way to try as anything else. Just read it again and it does resonate with every read.