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The Devil's Skin

Stranger danger...

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Comment from sandramitchell
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I personally would rather they were put into a room with the family and friends of the abused child, and let them deal with the pervert. If one had touched my sons, he would live to regret it if I was able to get to him. They are the vilest creatures on God's earth. And those sick pious people, I also wonder if they would be so forgiving if it happened to one of their own. Wonderful internal and external rhyming, Dean, with some really good imagery! Well done, my friend. :) Sandra xx

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 28-Aug-2016
    Thanks very much for taking the time to read and comment, Sandra.
    I appreciate it as always.
    ~Dean
Comment from BOO ghost
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Mark 9:42 (KJV)
42 And whosoever shall offend one of these little ones that believe in me, it is better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he were cast into the sea.
YEP, booo LIKES THAT BUT LIKES THE CREEPY POEM EVEN BETTER. cHILLS ARE RUNNING DOWN MY SPINE AS BOO hesitates. Creepy NOISES! lOVE THIS QUATRAIN. Monsters reside deep down inside of very horrid hosts.
Sick in the head, inciting dread-- they scare us all the most.
Frightening fiends who, it would seem, are shun from every sin.
Yet they're the worst, the very first, to don the devils skin.
THIS IS A MASSTERPIECE. I COULD GO ON AND ON... AND ON.... and on... BOO!

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016

Comment from Jackarrie
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Dean this poem really upsets me, when I hear a child cry like that it's such a haunting cry, Your words are just brilliant and brings home to us all this sickening reality of child abuse. I thank you for sharing it as I see it as a very important poem for all to read. I will conclude with a poem I wrote about the subject. Mary


I force a smile but it's a disguise
It's just a mask that grins and lies
My closest friends don't have a clue
Just what he always makes me do

Nobody knows, I'm unable to tell
So I keep his secret and remain in hell
I am living life as his sexual slave
Too many threats, so I have to behave

My protector My Dad he is meant to be
But he is playing those sick games with me
To this house of doom I am contained
With constant abuse, I'm invisibly chained.

This is the story of a young girl who was repeatedly raped by their father, he began when she was only six. He was a prison officer. He did terrible things all through her childhood, and got her Mother to put her on the pill at the age of 14. He signed 227 pleas, 103 of indecent assault, 24 of sex assault and the remainder were charges of different forms of rape including oral rape. "He tried to have sex with her at every opportunity He was sentenced to 15 years

Violence and sexual abuse against young children is an epidemic, and needs to be STOPPED

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016

Comment from WalkerMan
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Absolutely, I concur with the view expressed in both the poem and the notes with regard to child molesters being the lowest form of "human" life; and it is little wonder that many of them get murdered in prison by others, however nasty themselves, who would never stoop to traumatizing a child that way. Your fifth stanza certainly is true about those with misplaced sympathy for the vilest of predators among us. The recidivism rate is so high because these vermin are fundamentally deranged to the extent that no amount of analysis and "adjustment" nor any drug treatment can alter their permanently evil mindset. You express the key point exceptionally well.

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016

Comment from barkingdog
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I agree there is no place in this world for pedophiles or any who would abuse children through neglect, physical or mental abuse.
They should all be locked up forever.
They walk among us, hidden behind normal guise.
'Frightening fiends who, it would seem, are shun from every sin.
Yet they're the worst, the very first, to don the devils skin.'

Excellent post.

:) e


 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016

Comment from winnona
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Another well-written piece. Your choice of words flow line to line combining and forming the message of the poem to the reader. Your choice of artwork and background color complete the piece well.

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016

Comment from kiwisteveh
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Dean, this is more introspective than most of yours, dealing with the shocking crime of pedophilia, more frightening than any ghoul or zombie, because it is going on in ordinary communities, often carried on for years and even passed down through generations.

You give us your usual mix of inventive rhymes, both ending and internal. Occasionally this leads to some slightly off-key word choices like 'display a fond foray'. Can you display a foray, and why is it fond?
Another meaning that seems out is 'shun' towards the end.

Nevertheless, a confronting and thought-provoking piece.

Steve

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 28-Aug-2016
    Thanks for reading, Steve.
    As always, I appreciate you analytical assessment of my work.
    ~Dean
Comment from William Ross
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Very good on this, child molesters are the lowest form of life on earth, the true scum of mankind. There should never be a second chance for these animals, a second chance to do it again. Nicely written, great rhyme, rhythm, the meter is great, well done. have a great day

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016


reply by the author on 28-Aug-2016
    Thanks, Will.
    You do the same.
    ~Dean
Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
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Dearest Dean,

I didn't have the sound on the first time I read it. I went back for a second read and I turned on the sound. I could not breathe and my heart felt squeezed without release. I had to walk to the kitchen and get back a minute later to finish the poem.


It's not the words that are so freaking scary. It's the music! The picture too! It's Awesome! Terrifying and awesome.

I get it. Child abuse a murder is freaking terrifying and disturbing.

You managed to bottled up fear in your well put together poem and presentation. As always, my friend, you are the best!

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016

Comment from judester
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Dean, this is so disturbing and yet fantastic writing. I can see that some people on this site are jealous because you win so much, even to the point of creating a contest with no trimmings, so animation and soundtrack won't give one the advantage. Your writing is so complete, that you don't need anything else, though your stellar embellishments do push it over the edge. I am just happy to have someone like you to keep me improving and learning, with everything you present. Cheers, j

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2016