Holy Mountain Youth Authority
At night you hear the sounds of
Humanity broken down
Poorly stifled sobs and a
Retching, helpless fear
Then the only peace
A fitful sleep
Littered with broken dreams
When all hope is dead
When the abuse never ends
For all those abandoned
To a fate worse than death
Where do you house these bitter
Shells that you yourself have
Stolen life from?
In facilities of escalating depravity
To be raped and tortured
Under the watchful eye
Of barbaric authority
You must know a child’s fate
When all hope is dead
Whether predator or prey
All are victims in the end
The prayers of the meek
Have always been prayers
Unanswered
So the children
Suffer alone in solitary
A hell of deprivation
There is no escape
From this indignation
At night you hear them
When all hope is dead
When the abuse never ends
Whether predator or prey
All are victims in the end
