What has been subjected to fear,
Has always been manufactured.
It has always been that way,
To those victimized.
To those prepared to be wounded,
By lies and applied apologies.
Stated once satisfaction arrives.
And easily are these misdeeds excused...
After the accused has been abused.
And hunted down for interviews,
To further jeopardize one's privacy.
Who sits and desires,
This kind of notoriety?
Could it be...
Only those attached to mysteries?
And ponder the marketing of book sales...
For those who love to read,
About whose lives have been destroyed...
By the policies society employs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem