# A Child Molester
In his fixation, a victim’s psychosis;
Make the young budding flowers,
Repent for their lives, living with regret.
Rape and molest, destroy and kill.
Wear the cloak of divine, begin with verse
From the holy book. Do charity and exploit.
Deceive, debauch, with your ugly face.
The nature’s curse, if your conscience dead,
The heavy covers of faces, you wear,
And like an onion peeled, you will, one day.
Either on a justice, delivered, or your hypocrisy
Unearthed. Like your soul, buried in deep mirth.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
On a news item that some people are involved in child molestation
in the garb of religion and charity.
Comments about this poem (# A Child Molester by Sadiqullah Khan )
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