Desecrated

Desecrated, Barren.
A womb full of lost opportunity lays waste to his foolish needs.
His blood and lust plays host,
As his victim begs for a change of heart.

But in one such as he, a heart he has not.

Secreted, broken, a cusp,
Her lowly pleas go unheard in the crowded streets.
A child, for what she was, unwittingly lay waste her ends.
For she, now is the host.