A Minor Seduction 

If you had kept it at just looking

Uncle John

But instead you ruined me in my prime

That has made all the difference

Uncle John 

You moved from disease straight to crime 

How do the cogs click in that mind of yours

What makes you so warped and grey

Did someone touch you as a child

Uncle John

Now children have become your prey

You didn’t just fondle my body

Uncle John

You stabbed me in my soul 

Reeling me in like a little sardine 

Leaving me feeling so un whole

Do you know what your games do to a child

How they impact the blueprint of her heart

When you were done with the sick clicks of your camera

Uncle John

You made your speedy depart

And I was left in a heap on the floor

Uncle John

Thinking that I was to blame 

Filled with angst and confusion 

Brimming with mountains of shame

But it was always YOU, YOU, and YOU, thief

YOUR actions have led to this place

So account at 83 for your deeds

Uncle John

Have the balls to own your disgrace

I hope that they click on silver bracelets

Uncle John

That all those grown ups feel the sting of remorse 

How could she stay with you all of these years

Uncle John

Instead of demanding a divorce

Uncle John

Although my journey has been hard and unstable

My suffering rough and intense

I have not lost sight of the end of the tunnel

I have detached from that barbed wire fence