Ph: Evil: You Know Who You Are! Poem by Brian Johnston

I know that you probably know who you are...
Abusers who prey on women (or men) .
Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak,
Your generosity just serves other's pain
And, of course, their misery's your only gain.
Do not think that you'll find me turning my cheek
For doing so would just encourage your sin.
I'd rather see you in a specimen jar,
Or displayed on corkboard impaled with a pin,
Some place where your psyche has no powr' to mar.

Some say that it's likely that you were abused,
The sins of the parents passed on as it were,
God forgive me, if you're not really liable,
But your friendship's not the company I seek
God grant you don't find fellowship with the meek
And your progeny all be un-viable.
It's not that I curse you, but I would deter
Your excess on innocents already bruised,
My prayer's not for you but for those you injure,
God forgives but your deeds cannot be excused.

To see people like you removed from the earth
Would most certainly fill up my cup of mirth!