Counterinsurgency

Snow fell silent and deep on the street that endless night  
Immaculately shrouded where they were found, lying too still    
Screams, shouts, sirens rend the air, shrill    
too late, nothing to be done    

Blessed be the True Judge  
 
They was the light of their parent’s lives    
Terrified, tearful, they'd watched, prayed      
as their child fell from grace, no fault their own    
Their voice, heart, soul stolen to satisfy base lusts    
of those sworn to educate and protect    
 
Innocence, faith. virtue violently severed    
by those they was taught to respect and trust    
How could they have spoken, what could be said    
to define such which defied all explanation?    
Why would they force themselves to relive, to remember    
what should never have been?    

They had tried everything they knew to hold on    
but demanding a life free of deceit, in their control    
     
Alienated from those who had no comprehension    
yet should have listened harder, known better  
    
Getting drunk after prayers every morning?    
Anesthetized the agony of associating with sociopaths    
feted as reputable venerated members of their society    
Sleeping til noon, confined to bedroom for days and nights?    
Concealing the quiet-inducing lacerations on tender skin    
that the nights couldn’t deliver, too afraid to close their eyes    
knowing the inevitable visitation of assailant's eyes and voices    
The drugs? To numb pain nothing could possibly ease    
The music? To block revolting, insidious whispers.    
     
A soul need suffer only so long      
before granted reprieve and beckoned home    
The snow was Heaven creating a soft landing    
Divine soul wrested from wretched corporeality.    
The Angel of Death finally came to heed the call    
Cradling, soothing,hushed all the pain and shame    
carrying divine soul to eternal peace and reprieve    
     
Suicide, influences,temptation, mental illness    
So-called community paragons hastily judged    
Better to sweep it away, not let people suspect    
     
Interrogative individuals are clandestine danger    
Other young voices demanded they be heard    
Voices too loud, too numerous to be ignored  
  
We have also been violated, betrayed    
We were innocent, we are faithful no longer    
We trusted, we believed, we prayed,      
We gave benefit of doubt, yet no more.    
     
Restrain your mourning for us - we are finally free    
Lament for yourselves, for your ignorance    
Whether deliberate or subliminal.      
wail for the monsters in your midst    
Hiding behind holy books and pious words    
For collective cowardice in inevitable separation    
     
For aforesaid transgressions, there will never be atonement    
Live with your shame in this world as well as the next    
Let it shorten your breath, darken your peace, mar every joy    
     
We are legion, those who have been used and abused    
coerced, shamed unwillingly into silence and submission    
  
Nothing in this world will stifle or subdue us any longer    
Our innocence is gone, our faith no longer yours.    
 We will flourish, more authentic than you could become    
Recapturing love, redefining faith, living lucid, cognizant truth