Evil Present.




Population 120

Fifteen streets,

One post office,

One bakery,

One restaurant,

One convenience store.


A pedophile lived amongst us…


One community centre,

One town hall,

Three churches.

A pedophile moved amongst us…


One play park

One ball park

One sitting park

A pedophile plotted…

Lifetime residents

Second generation residents

Deeply devoted

And hard working.

A pedophile connected with his prey…

Residents all volunteered.

They gave hours to,

Cleaning the parks.

Raking the leaves.

Picking up the litter

Painting the fences

Cutting the grass

Planting the trees
A pedophile lured the young…


Paid for building maintenance

New playground equipment

Scholarships for the youth

A pedophile violated a boy…

Volunteers formed committees.

Fundraisers were ongoing.

Proudly our village reached out.

A pedophile continued to violate more boys…

Our village,

Raised funds for,

The schools,

The library,

The hospital.

A young boy told.

His Mother listened.

Together, they took action.


We knew a pedophile lived amongst us.

Our pride was shattered.

Our volunteers defeated.

Our parents terrified.

Our young confused.

A pedophile had hid amongst us.


He hid behind our pride.

He fooled us.

He took advantage of our caring community.

He soiled our peace.

He brought evil into our lives.

He hurt our children.

Many children.

Many more who could not tell.

He was sentenced,

Two years plus one day.

Our village paused.

We embraced our youth.

We pulled in our reigns.

Distrust was born.

We weren’t the same.

A convicted pedophile has returned to our village.

He gets to return to his life.

Our young have no rights.

They have to share their village,

Their streets,

Their lives,

With the same pedophile who hurt them.

Evil is present again.


About inevertoldher

I love my kids, my husband, my four cats and my sister...not necessarily in that order. Writing, singing (poorly but loudly) and laughing keep me happy. When I eat well, exercise and post daily...I am at my best.
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