The Sex Molester Poem by RIC BASTASA

The Sex Molester



so it started with a hug
and we who were innocent then
took the hug as nothing but a hug

we do not remain that
stupid enough not to feel the dirt inside the hearts

of sex molesters.

so the next time you hug me,
prepare your face

i have fists.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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