Bastard.

The headline’s been the same, a second day.
Sandusky’s been convicted.  What a shock,
That anyone that’s capable of stalk-/ing
Innocence, and having him his way,
Is caught, though after many bitter years
Of hidden, unreported, ill abuse.
I’ll never understand how he could loose
The man, and any doubt about the fears
That such suspicion shouldn’t keep alone
A vigil, ‘till the victim has the strength
To tell the world to keep the man at length.
Sweet Jesus God in heaven, for to own
A moment as a witness, so to cease
The silence that repeated his release.