Jack
Late nights, ill motives
Drive good men to do bad things
When right becomes wrong
And justice looks the other way
A man takes a woman
without her consent and his future repent
She fought and denied him
as he grabbed and possessed her
the dastardly became more a destiny of force
her trading her dignity for his unwanted seeds
But until then her life was dull, and then
Contemplating, anticipating for nine months
She had no ideas, on what to expect
Then she gave birth to a miracle
the monstrosity in the darkness, erased
She was glad, so glad, to hear new cries
They abolished hers echoing from before
Proud of herself and what had become
She named the beautiful young sprout ling Jack
She traded it all for him once, he was a magic bean
By Karl Marszalowicz
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