Again and Again

she is a small sound in a sea of complainers she can sob Again and Again her voice is soft I said she can cry Again and Again but nobody cares. it's an ugly, elephant in the room, a monster really; not a trendy subject; it stomps on her. Again and Again; grabs her, by the ribbons, Again and Again; tears open her dress... Again; and Again, he's a man on free wheels, while the child is stuck in chains; as decided by $omeone, in a cushioned chair, that'd like to tie those monsters up Again and Again; to let them free, as criminal$ Again and Again; to lock them up a few more time$ to let them free Again and Again to process them in court, Again and Again to let them go, to hunt Again and Again to live in a home around the block he comes by a new prey Again and Again and Again;