A rhyme for the guy doing time. Mario Peralta, AKA, pedophile.

Scrolled on Facebook,
Read a story,
The more I saw,
The more I got worried.

Forty-two year old photographer,
Took advantage of his space,
Taped a young girl undressing,
Where she believed was a safe place.

The baffling part that I seem to read,
Is how many clients are standing beside he.

See, loyalty is fine,
Although rare to see in the 40’s,
But when you are the abuser
You no longer are worthy.

Some of his friends are truly quite sad,
“Models For Mario” is currently their hashtag.

Please don’t support your “friend” or abuser,
The victims are the people you should be showing love to.

Imagine if that was you,
Changing clothes for a shoot,
But then come to find out,
Your innocence is what he salivates to.

To the young girl traumatized,
I won’t pretend I know your pain,
But I hope you understand,
It won’t always be the same.

Don’t lose all your hope,
Or judge every man,
Yes there are monsters out there,
But you aren’t alone in this clan.

Many others are just like you,
They were taken advantage of too,
So find peace in your support group,
This is something you’ll get through.

And to Mario Peralta,
You were on such a high,
But please understand you aren’t an artist,
But a pedophile in disguise.

Your work held such potential,
Until the truth was revealed,
You don’t deserve to ever again hold a camera,
You fucked over a lot of male photographer careers.

Since you have a sickness within you,
Do a favor and get some guidance,
It’s not fair of you to hurt others,
Simply because you have an issue but choose to hide it.

I’m a photographer myself,
I realize how important trusting a person is,
You should never be trusted again,
you deserve to lose all your privileges.
-ssr