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Mean MKs? A scary thought, isn't it!

It's called choices. If you have a bad childhood or a crazy parent or were raised in a cult, then you have the choice to break the cycle or not.
I hope the mean MKs I knew turned out to be nice, some of their parents were pretty nasty and very poor role models.

Uncle was a good man
Uncle was a saint
He went where mere mortal men
Would cringe, fall and faint

Aunty was right behind him
Aunty knew her place
She closed her eyes and prayed
For she also ran the good race

Uncle said he served Jesus
Uncle found kids were his work
But there was a side to Uncle
That not that deep did lurk

Aunty knew Uncles demons
Aunty prayed they'd go away
Then when he molested kids
She choose to close her eyes and pray

Uncle died not found guilty
Uncle by his friends was absolved
He left a legacy of destroyed souls
With terrors deep and unresolved

Aunty pretends she misses him
Aunty feels she was a victim too
But was she the first in a long line
Who did not do what they should do?

Yes.

The answer, sad but true.

Charlie Sheen Bad Boy + Saintly (no one does anything about) Uncle = Screwed Up Cult Mentality

Charlie Sheen Bad Boy + Criminal Uncle = Normal


But who gets all the headlines and condemnation? The one who may have infected lives by consensus or the one who destroyed innocent lives?

A world without the colour
Of compassions pastel glow
Of people from walks of life
That one will never get to know

Of others shoes not walked in
For the fear they are unclean
And no breaking bread with strangers
Until their allegiance is sworn and seen

Singing from the printed hymn book
All on the same page
Missing the bits about the children
But at the gaily different, frothing foaming rage

The black and white of morals
Well stated but not observed
No mention of the little lambs
For the wolves marked and reserved

Far away from the colour of the real world
With rainbows in the sky
And every pigment of the spectrum
Visible to the open eye