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
