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Jack the ripper’s mother may have been blameless,
this option must be considered in any analysis.
Gave him endless and unbridled love
and sense too of right and wrong.
Told him that all women were God’s creatures
and how each of us in turn had flaws.
By the same token, Jack’s father too may have loved the boy,
held his tiny hand for dear life as they walked
the back streets of Whitechapel on grey, rainy nights
when unwashed women took silver from unwashed men
with apparent gratitude.
Jack, even at this early stage may have been his own man,
sought order in social chaos,
wondered if the glint of steel might not wreak calm
and purpose in the endless fog.
This is all supposition of course
as he may have been an orphan too.