. . .was not supposed to mean “let the children suffer.”
What is it about these men
Hell-bent on winning souls—
Or football games? When
Do they start becoming blind,
Deaf, derelict and craven:
Transfixed by what they find?
Our children deserve better.
We owe them our vigilance.
So predators aren’t spawned
By power and our silence:
We’re complicit: we fawned.
And thus a child is pawned.
Is it the satin shimmer
Of vestments on our clerics?
Is it the glitter of the return
On investments in athletics
That makes it so hard to discern,
Our duty to the child, not the abuser?
It isn’t something to debate. Look
It up: statute and scripture too.
It’s children first, by every Book.
Besides, shouldn’t simple decency
Prompt a man to put a name
To every child whose pain
Tugs at the cloak of his fame?
“See that you do not despise one of these little ones; for I tell you that in heaven their angels always behold the face of my Father who is in heaven.” Matthew 18:10