Pedophile's Apology

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem taking a sympathetic look at a pedophile. I'm am not excusing the actions of such a person, but some pedophiles have feelings present that they can not seem to rid themselves of, so I thought it would be interesting to write something more from their perspective since human's try and distance themselves from what someone like that could be thinking, and justifiably so. If this offends you in any way then please do not leave any hateful comments.

Submitted: February 05, 2015

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None of them understand what it's like to be less than a man.

He can't control himself, makes him less than everyone else.

In the prison they beat him nearly to death, the towns people scold him with every breath.

He couldn't fight what he felt but he knows that doesn't make what he did ok.

Forget judgment he's already burning in hell today.

And when he gets home it's all fine until he passes by a group of kids living life high.

He felt it again inside.

No suprise, tears began to well up in his eyes.

Rushed inside and grabbed a knife.

Can't keep living this life.

Proceeds to cut blood spilling to the floor.

Finally he no longer has to endure.

The nieghbors pass by looking at the house with anger they sigh.

No one dares to go inside, they think let him hide.

Until one day someone finally went in.

Smelled the stench of a sin.

There he was lying on the floor.

Just looking at it made the neighbor sick and sore.

In the pool of blood was the man's castrated genitals.

Trying to finally live his life pure.

He's not living at all anymore.


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