A Monster Disquised as a Lad

He was nineteen years old. Blonde hair, blue eyes.
This was nothing more than the devil's disguise.
He came walking in, shiny cuffs and all.
I looked at the report, and was totally apalled.
Intelligent looking, six feet tall.
I wanted to kill this boy, no plea bargain at all.
Fight or flight, a hell of a choice.
I went in a room and cried till I had no voice.
I pulled it together, fighting with all I had.
Not to resort to violence and kill this monster.
Disguised as a lad.

Author's Notes:
This morning I'm sitting at work, and some police officers bring in this boy. He's nineteen, just as I describe him in my write. I read his arrest report and the boy has a four million dollar bond. The charges for such a high bond? Eight counts of AGGRAVATED RAPE on an 11 year old girl. I am normally able to have a level of proffesional detatchment from my job, but today I had none. The crime is so out there that it was either I kill the boy and do time myself, or hide and cry. Since I'm a cop I had to hide for a while and cry. The guys and girls on my shift have known me for a while and have never seen me cry before. Thank goodness we all know each other. They let me have my space, and I worked it out. Mostly. It is still hurting me so bad. Anyways. If I didn't have this site to get some of this stuff out I would probably self destruct. Thanks to all who read this for understanding, and Thanks to my wife for knowing when I'm hurting and saying just the right thing. I love you Hollin. And I promise to do all I can to keep this from happening to other children.
Thanks Everyone.

strong, vivid poem...

painting your pain and horror of these atrocities! You have a job that must be a deep well to draw from in your poetry. So much pain and horror out there. Great job!

joyce

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