TLC TUGGER

POEM FOR THE RIGHTS OF THE CHILD
By Sigismond

I am the child, your king. 
I'm the ephemeral, the Eternal in you, 
Who calls you back to order 
When you depart from virtue 
And spoil yourself into accounts. 
I am the one who is, the one you laugh about, 
The one you use and abuse, 
Whom you keep from understanding, 
Listening only to yourself. 
And whom you manipulate, 
The one you lie to, 
The one you trap and harry, 
Whom you censor and disfigure, 
The one you knock and bruise, 
Whom you torture and crucify, 
The one you mutilate and kill. 
Performing barbaric rites
Against his most sacred rights

I am the child you make in your image
To be your victim.