the stolen child

she was stolen

thought special,

locked in a room, asked

to be the messiah,

the savior of souls for a dead world.

they fed her shit

her soul bled like fire

laundered with the pale lineaments of desire.

she was asked questions

asked to solve the problems of the world

for a bunch of ingrates

who fucked over her family.

how long, how long

must the ceremony of innocence be drowned?

I ask for Justice, my Lord.

I ask for remembrance.

Sick minds at work

twist the souls of men into animal sticks.

Sick minds at work

turn men into monsters of grace.

She was young and innocent

and asked to save the world.

No one cared who she was,

no one cared that she had feelings too.