A painful shrieking
Did fill my ears
And the music of the
Most limber and young
Tortured my heart
My lips could not follow
And my ears could not bear
This raping of words
The violation of many
Earth languages and a few
We have yet to discover
My face bled from many
Different places and
People did watch me
I ran, waving my hands
And screaming of the horror
I had just experienced
Once safe I promised
Myself that I would never again
Venture into the music player
Of a young little girl
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