Getting used to your surroundings
is something most people come
to adhere,why would parents
let this happen to something
they hold so dear.

The only difference between
city,town,country and woods,
are the buildings,cement,
and terrain,which hide creepy
people that would.

What I'm saying...there are
creepy,evil,perverted people
everywhere,just more,given
the size of space,in which
to bare.

I've seen so many cases of
so-called trusts and myths,
in which our sons and daugh-
ters were a perpetrators
premeditated twist.

"I thought he was nice,"
"how can this happen to me,"
"she's gone that way for years,"
"I just turned my head for a second,"

These are the things that ignore
the mind,before a tragedy takes
place,having you remind.

Being aware and always pre-
pared for the unexpected,will
keep your mind sharp,making
evil easily detected.

Ive tried talking of such pre-
paredness to people comfortable
in their surrounding lair,only
to find out later,having to identify
a loved one,would only be a
joke,used for a dare.

This is the one moment in
time,in which your made to
accept,trying to figure out
another person's deviant
concept.

It's too late...hurt and pain
has been given to you,the
notion set in,letting your
guard down,enabling that
closing moment to be
brewed.

It's easy to look back and
pinpoint what could have
been,and why?,looking
under that sheet,having
me identify.

This is the one area of
complacency,that will change
your way of life,having to deal
with this,I'd rather be bludgeoned
with a knife.

Life must and will go on,
will others learn from this?
having their smile,and
watching them grow,will
be painfully missed.