The Vile Acts Poem by Kay Rosenvlaed

In deep sea fair thee far off gloom
and heart sunk cold in loamy lay
Of vile pierce and jab and bite
Bring forth the blood to slay

To take the breath of ocean's voice
and still that soul we share
may the sea bring down on you
the depths of our despair.

In quiet drift we lay and rest
one should not untether
Without behest of lover's lips
Unfurled are tears and yells

If his is done or hers is gone
without thought for their pure pleasures
May you sink like stone in deepest trench
and be set to drift forever.

In arms are bore, and bosoms rest
the loves we've made and formed
Our young of hearts naivetous
Should never come to harm.

To seek innocence and take it
and then do deeds known dark
Then be spat from waves to crushing rocks
And what's left of you, forgot.