Shackled in a cage

rat and roach infested

amid booming sentinels

voracious for eternal evisceration

of digitised roving shadows

clad in amorphous grey

In the rosebud wendy house

a tiny child wails panged.

Her bony spine burns raw

flayed by pound of fists.

A tutor snarls, crimson eyed

heart joyous at good toil.