A few years back, I joined MySpace upon the recommendation from a friend. I engaged the site for a while but soon became bored with this social medium. I wasn’t frequenting there often when one woman befriended me. We chatted on and off for about 4-months. She was a single mother with three daughters.
Like all social sites, people post hearts, congratulation, and holiday card greetings on other people’s walls. The single mother posted some of those recognitions on my page. I used to go to her profile and post thank you comments. That’s when I noticed some man from New York was posting lots of “love” on her wall. Something definitely didn’t feel right about this guy in my view. His wording, style, and mannerisms were all wrong. I clicked on his name and entered his website. I wanted to see what he was about.
The guy was a sex therapist. More appropriately he was a therapist of sexual behavior. The man was also quoting the Bible all over his page. As he stated back then, he is a man of God, a follower of Christ, and I believe he was a minister as well. Loaded, I mean LOADED on his profile, were thousands of extremely beautiful women. These ladies ranged from all ages; from late teenaged girls to pretty women in their 50s and 60s. The majority of the near-naked vixen were in the 20 to 30-something age range. The creepy deceiver had a multitude of photos of him and his playmates parading about NYC in the parks and where ever. Tons of girls posted suggestive, lewd, and blatantly horny documentation about their romps in the sack with this man, referencing anatomy and other loud, direct sexual statements. The jerk often quoted God’s book in his sexual replies back to them. I was sickened this guy uses God and his job, to sleep with women. I wanted to play football again.
Meanwhile, I observed that my single mother friend had also bought in to the deception. I questioned her during one of our last conversations, asking her if she knew what she was getting herself in too. The mother of three girls told me how nice of a man he is, religious, and she’s engaged to him. The “player” and she were planning on their wintry meeting soon in NYC. I told her my sad view in this matter and of course, I don’t know a thing and shouldn’t worry about her. The fake “Godly” sex therapist guy is her man now. I don’t believe we talked in messages again after that day. The lady’s self-will to be with this man she thought was almost God-like could not be broken. As if under the spell of deception, she was destined to have her heart destroyed.
The following poem is the result of what I witnessed between my one time single mother friend, the sex therapist devil, and the thousands of naked women he’s lured to his business. I was very sad for the single mother when I wrote this poem. I know the result did not turn out well at all.
The Odoriferous Paradigm
by Charlie Nitric
Elusive is the illumination of crystal vision
Alluring is the eye of the blizzard’s mission
Where few rays shine thru silky lashes
Skewed by anguishing ice flakes bit by bit
Sorting the foolish plays with obliquity
Fervently suctioned into the dirty vacuum
Obtrusively lured towards conjured treasure
The mirror gawk talks off aim and charm
To target a mirage o’er Yankee lands
Where a voyage of promiscuous valor
Profoundly misleads ambiguous glands
Uncooked to the core is the guileful sprite
Quoting a King’s book by selfish right
Baited by the magician’s conspicuous game
Truth lay between the lines of malice proclaim
A good soul treading in one’s own isolation
Into the abyss of more perilous desolation
Tempting a placebo masking valid abuse
A brand earmarked by intended ruse
Lacking is self-honesty and wholeness
A mother abandoned by a malicious Knight
Licentious without heed or love’s prayer
She cries her aching heart unattended too
A scenic bride’s will is destined for sorrow!
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