Stars cannot hide their fire;
They do not possess fire.
Yet to the guilty eye star light seems potent enough to scorch their very souls.
But how often do they feel the guilt?
How often do they think?
How often realize?
How often sympathize?
Do they at all?
The desires of the body benumbs their hearts
The bodily needs arouse them to violate other bodies.
To force their will upon the unwilling
To mutilate the vulnerable
To tear up innocent flesh
To enjoy resistence
To enter uninvited into foreign territory.
Perhaps there is a pleasure in forbidden lust.
But can this selfish pleasure not be checked?
Can this annihilation of bodies and hearts not be stopped on time?
Has not the time to teach respect already bygone?
Tongues must teach where hearts fail to comprehend.
The edicts of love must be preached.
Minds must be directed to comprehend the gaping gap amid God's endowment of love
and the devil's boon of lust.
The vigorous stallion of passion must be tamed with reins of insight.
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