What Should We Do With Sexual Predators

what should we do with sexual predators, trauma, victims, pain and suffering, what should we do with sexual predators they creep in like rats under a leaking ceiling, all teeth and shadow. you can't kill every rat. but you can stop feeding them. trauma sits in the corner, cross-legged, smoking, she never asks for much, but she stays. victims keep walking, along the yellow brick road clutching their pain like a cheap winter coat. there's no shelter from memory. as for the predators— chain them to the darkness, make them live where their own whispers haunt them. the rest of us keep crawling to morning.