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FALLEN FRUIT

Innocence lost

FALLEN FRUIT

HE DRESSES REAL GOOD 
AND DRIVES FINE CARS,
HE TALKS LIKE A SAVIOR,
WILLING TO AIDE AND ASSIST 
THE STRANDED OR THE LOST.

HIS CHOICE OF VICTIMS 
ARE RUNAWAY GIRLS,
HIS KEEN EYES CAN RECOGNIZE THEM
IN A STADIUM CROWD.

HE ANNOUNCES HIMSELF 
AS SOMEONE WHO CARES, A SHOW OF CONCERN, 
AS HE COMPLIMENTS THEIR HAIR,
HE OFFERS THEM A RIDE, AND SOMETHING TO EAT,
THEY ARE YOUNG AND CONFUSED 
IN NEED OF SLEEP.

LIKE A LURED PREY, THEY SWALLOW HIS BAIT,
UNAWARE OF HIS INTENTIONS,
THAT WOULD SEAL THEIR FATE,
THEY ARE HIS PROPERTY NOW
WALKING THE STREETS, SELLING THEIR BODIES 
AS STREET MEAT.

WILFORD BARKER.

 

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