A cry from the wilderness of the soul
Stifled by the stench of exerted power
The face of innocence destroyed.
Wickedness stains the face of the trusted, the loved
And a once beautiful life turns inward upon itself.
But light must break
Reparation must be sought
The devourer must see the shattered souls.
No mortal sentence too great.
No forgiveness.
Judicial sickness betrays the victim
Vigilance must realign the scales of justice.
The bullet wound, the sword-slashed throat
Crimes unforgivable, blood solution.
To steal the soul, to steal the dreams.