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Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no truth!

Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no truth!

Not everyone, we can trust
Evil in some, as they touch
This might be so distasteful
Disgusting and hurtful,
But don't get showered with blind religion
Darkness is in every manifestation
Not all are monsters who dress in cloth
But this sick paedophilia has to stop
Religion is used as a tool for life's path
Lets not allow these horrid figures distract
We all know that this is an unforgiven act
And this is still happening, is this a fact?
Innocent children groomed and attacked
Do as they say or you'll feel their wrath
Some religions lay hidden grotesque
This doesn't mean we should accept
Human nature, what can we expect?
Morals, dignity, true meaning, decency
Does all this lead back to the Vatican city
Where is our world order, to let this happen?
Controversial, freedom of speech
Who Is the right people to preach
Why is it, people walk around with blinkers?
These would be imprisoned if they were killers!
Hear no evil?
See no evil?
Speak no truth? 

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Keith Stubbs

Indeed Wayne a raw subject but the truth is in there liking it a lot ???

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Wayne Stubbs

Thanks Keith, I think many people wouldn't talk about this kind of thing, but it's a challenge to me,
cheers pal... ??

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Nine Eleven

It's the human mind, lustful insanity, raping and distorting the child's body with obtuse mind, it does make me blind, I hate hearing about it, especially the gang raping of young girls in India, I watched the new avengers flick, spoiler alert, I was happy to see thanos succeed, but I want everyone to die, everyone, even the ones I love, it is only then that all humans are gone that no more suffering will go on, no more humans = no more suffering. Great poem Wayne.

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Wayne Stubbs

Very in-depth comment Gerard, much to think about, 
thanks for your comment ?

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Wayne Stubbs

Thought provoking I know, but thanks for reading lovely people ?

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Dean Kuch

❝Why is it people walk around wearing [blinkers] blinders?
Killers of innocence require rude reminders.❞ →
I've heard of people walking around with blinders on that keep them oblivious to the things going on around them, Wayne.
But walking around with portable turn signals is a new one on me.
Pedophiles are far scarier than any make believe monsters Stephen King could conjure up.
Nicely done!
~Dean  :}
 

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Wayne Stubbs

We call it blinkers over here dean, just another term of blinders what you speak of, horses wear them so they don't get distracted from what's around them, just a different wording that's all, portable turn signals? I'm not sure what you mean by this. Haha
but yeah very true Dean these are the worst kind of monsters that hide in the shadows, thanks  ??

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Dean Kuch

Really?
Well, you learn something new every day.
My pleasure, Wayne. 
~Dean ()
 

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Wayne Stubbs

?? shed some light on portable turn signals, are they indicators? ?

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Dean Kuch

We sometimes refer to the turn signals on our automobiles that indicate which way we are going to turn as blinkers, Wayne.
That's all I meant; no big deal.
~Dean

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Wayne Stubbs

Ah right haha that's what I was thinking ?☮?

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Richard Waters

A differing perspective from the norm heightens interest !!
Take care.
Warm wishes.

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