PEDOPHILE
Tear up his grave
Yank the coffin out
Scatter the rotten wood
Let the maggots free
Haul out the bones
Grind the head to a pulp
Because it housed the brain
His evil mind
Take the skeleton hands
Burst them finger by finger
Stamp them into powder
They blotted the innocence
Pour acid on his stump
Where the awful thing was caged
Now gut what remains
And send it to the hideous sea
Plant deadly weeds
Tell the robin
His song is not wanted here
Stop the grasshopper
From singing the Beatitudes
Bring out his photographs
Take a scissors to his head
Cut the rest in strips
Flush them
Into a wash of stink
Bring a sledgehammer
To his headstone
Dig out is name
Banish it to no time
For it is better
That man had never been born
