THE VICTIMS OF RAPE;

On ocean eyes that day I remember,
How I lost myself at the last day of November,
I was hawking down the street,
Until I heard a voice under the sun's heat,
Fish seller!, Fish seller!, Oh! Poor me.
I wouldn't have answered him,
If I had known he was a child abuser,
If I knew to his war against lust he was a loser.
Curious to sell my fishes I ran to him,
Which do you want?, I asked him,
Then he gave me a stare,
That brought chills to my body and to my mind fear.
From behind, forcefully, someone took me to a dark room.
Stripped of my dress, I fought back, ''this is not good '',
But they were too deaf to hear my cries,
Until they broke the hymen, I've lost my pride.
They bought all the fishes and sent me back home,
Afraid became of my soul,
My legs bore pains as I struggled to walk,
Traumatized I remember my blood in dark.
I got home scared to tell anyone,
Wrongly treated by parents; I trust no one.
I kept it to myself, three months I forgot about it,
Not until my test read positive to pregnancy,
The picture of that dark room got into my mind,
About how I fought back and how I cried.
Now on my stomach I bear a bastard,
A child of a soulless beast, I don't understand that,
I was scared, I applied for abortion,
On my mind accepting all conditions.
But firstly I wrote a Death Note,
If I die my parents should pray for my soul.

Unsuccessful abortion, successful death,
That day she and the child lost their breath.
With her life she paid the price,
Since she decided to take someone's life.

The victim's of rape,
Denied of there rights goes through so much pains,
To there family they think they're a shame,
But prostitution and rape is not the same,
Everyone deserves a happy life, no one deserves pains.
Don't rape, it puts someone in mental and emotional prison,
Why do you rape?, please tell me your reason.

Writer : Francis21xavier

You said boy ..

Are you gay?

Islright...,

Kingozymandias:
You said boy ..

Are you gay?

The story was told to me and it's a sad one, I'm a straight nigga bro�