What I'd Do To You

I'd start out gently, by holding your hand,
I'd assist, to comfort you,,,,and,

I'd then lead you to your favorite chair,
For moments I'd stare at your desperate stare,

I'd tell you of the memories, that I had,
Of you being a wonderful and loving grandad,

Two headed snakes, the circus, the park,
The horse races and shooting guns after dark,

How much I loved you and looked up to you,
Only to find out, you were un-true,

I'd take the same approach you took,
I'd lure you in with the bible-book,

I'd convince you that I had great love,
A strong faith in family and God above,

Then I'd get you all alone Grandpa, You're not as strong as you once was,
I'd then teach to you, Grandpa, exactly what abuse does,

I'd break you down, I'd isolate you,
I'd make you hopeless, then this I'd do,,,,

I'd take a hammer and crush your fingers, "One thru ten",
I'd take a small step back, shake my head, and then,,,,

That hammer, your lower jaw would crush,
Causing more, than your cheek, to merely blush,

I'd take your cigarette, that smelly thing you always had,
I'd put it out in your eye, "Fuck You Granddad!",

I ask you for a lighter, though they're lying everywhere,
I relight the cigarette and burn out your one eyed stare,

I'd take a razor to your lips, the way you did to grandma,
Then I'd urinate in your wounds, grandpa,

Those fingers,,,,
Will never touch another kid,

Your jaw,,,,
Will never look quite like it did,

Your eyes,,,,
Gramps, they look pretty rancid,

But, you'll never set your gaze upon,

I'd open the door, to let some bullies in,

I'd say "Go to work", and they'd begin,

The first pulls you from you chair,

Disregarding you, without a care,

Then you catch a kick to the face,

Slowly put, back in your place,

You cough up blood and are kicked again,

This goes on and on, I watch and grin,

You beg me to make it "Stop" and "Quit",

You say "I'm sorry", But it doesn't mean shit!

You look up to me for protection,

Simply put; mis-perception,

My mother looked to you to be secure,

Instead you,,,, her father,,,, raped her!

I tell the bullies to rest, as I walk right up to you,

I spit in your face, "Grandpa, Fuck You!"

I look to the thugs and tell them to resume,

"Every bit of hope in this man,,,,CONSUME!!!"

I'll return 10 years later, you worn out,,,and,

No strength, no hope, no future,,,, just like I planned,

When I reappear, I'll act like all is well,

Never acknowledging the years you just spent in hell,

And,,, if asked about it, I just won't remember,

Though it happened for 10 years, December thru November,

"If I don't remember it, I couldn't have done it",

Mom remembers it, and re-runs and re-runs it,

She should have been kept safe and secure,

Instead,,, you, her father,,, chose to rape her!!!!

"FUCK YOU GRANDPA!!!"