By Antony Owen
This new Sodom and Gomorrah burns the world
the groomed given dark drinks and doomed
balling in a corner deflowered and unfurled
childhoods mummified, exhibits entombed.
Hush little baby don’t dare you cry
remember Virginia and how to die
like Epstein’s rope the creak and sigh
the unaccountable yell why why why ?
A prince will still live in a palatial house
crawling into finery – an infesting louse
whilst silenced girls now find their tongues
after civilised rapists crushed upon lungs.
The shushing cheques and quivering wrecks
child abuse worded as consensual sex
herded and hurled like dice on decks
What is enough for princes to fall ?
After exhibited children fill Epstein’s hall.
