Sick Children. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I had this one friend, she was German, she was a lot older then me.
I use to watch her kids they were 16 and twins, they molested my niece who was 9.
They told me and my brother in a public library in front a dozen other people.
Every since the day I found out I never again was able go to there house.
I wanted to kill them, as much as myself.
Hate can't even describe the feelings I felt towards those little bastards.
One eventually ended up stabbing the other.
They had no conscience, they smiled as they told me.
Did it happen under my watch why I was playing on the computer.
Would it make it any easier, if there was plenty of fault to go around.
No matter how you try to justify it, there is nothing in your heart that ever can be worse then that sinking feeling that you are indirectly responsible.
I should have noticed, I don't know how I didn't.
Apparently the same was done to there entirely family over in Germany by the Mormon church leaders before they ever came here.