Children Learning To Mistrust

R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Slates of time are blank, waiting to be written upon once again, as ages past have fallen from it's writing, leaving empty pages to begin in the future. Noticing repulsive distinctions made by man, sharing in his complacency, the work of the damned, not withstanding many doubts that have crept into a few great minds. Tolerance of evil is now widespread, lusting after every- one, raising many eyebrows, man crawling on all fours as if he has become an animal in heat. Daring, out in open spaces to touch and caress in front of any passers-by, sexually painting pictures, for little children. Growing up, trying to take the time to play, adults just seem to get in their way, sometimes seeking pleasures sexually from little ones, because they cannot fight back. Hurting and ruining their little, now lifeless, bodies, cruelty running rampant throughout the world today, no one seems to care as our children get thrown away. Minds are being wasted, hate is being planted, authority is being abused, as little children cannot find even a safe corner to hide in. Innocently trying to find a place to play, no thoughts but joy upon their minds, when along comes some man, sex upon his mind, grabbing children and running away with them. Avoiding other people, they seek hidden places in the dark, finding ways to perform their evil deeds on children at very tender ages. They are being made to face adult situations involving sex, their young minds cannot take it in, traumatized beyond their existence and knowledge wanting to die or kill themselves. What kind of beast would want to hurt someone so young and lovely, tearing their lives apart and making them grow up in filthy shame? What form of monster prefers sexually abusing children who haven't even finished their childhood or playing, being rob- bed of everything that's innocent and pure? Little tiny bodies are being abused by masochists, uncompre- hendingly children are growing into adults before their time and can never find happiness nor love. Afraid of being used again by selfish sexual men in lust, never reaching out for help and mistrusting everyone around them forever, never feeling safe in life. Children growing up hating adults and authority, never knowing why, because their minds have blocked out what they cannot comprehend.

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