Unfortunate Events Poem by Martin O'Neill

You were in control
And you knew it
You did as you pleased
When you pleased
How you pleased
And got away with it
You were to clever
For the authorities.

Actually you weren't
They were just as weak
And cowardly as you
Now you wait to hear
What your fate will be.
You will find sympathy
In the dictionary
Between scum and syphillis.
Appropriately.
You will find your baby
In the graveyard
Beside the other
'Regrettable incidents'



This was written in response to yet another newspaper report of a child being tortured and killled by it's own parents.