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Boys get touched too ..
She hugged him and smiled,
It seemed like an innocent act,
Her hands wondered left,
But no one was left,
In the class to watch him get claimed,
get climbed, and get molested.
He was modest,
There were no revealing clothes nor instigations from his side,
For this is something you all call a crime
but still,
you clothe your eyes and shy away from what is right,
and somehow,
The assaulter is whom you call right.
I met him a few days after,
his smile was long gone,
his light was as dark as the bags under his eyes and I cried,
I cried for the boy I knew,
who was just 9 and now looked smaller than a grain of rice,
And although they said we saved him,
But I can't help but ask,
Did we really save him...
© deola_amope
It seemed like an innocent act,
Her hands wondered left,
But no one was left,
In the class to watch him get claimed,
get climbed, and get molested.
He was modest,
There were no revealing clothes nor instigations from his side,
For this is something you all call a crime
but still,
you clothe your eyes and shy away from what is right,
and somehow,
The assaulter is whom you call right.
I met him a few days after,
his smile was long gone,
his light was as dark as the bags under his eyes and I cried,
I cried for the boy I knew,
who was just 9 and now looked smaller than a grain of rice,
And although they said we saved him,
But I can't help but ask,
Did we really save him...
© deola_amope
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