I saw a video of a little girl, been traumatized and hospitalized for what a man did.
She looked at her mum and wanted to say something, but couldn’t.
She lay like a log of wood, withering in pain.
Her pain I felt; her tears I saw.

It reminded me of old times, her situation was not worse than mine.
I could see the whole thing played in my head.
I could hear her cries and pleas
I knew, he heard too; I knew, he saw her pain too.

Now, the news played a help, seeking for an surgical attention, which cost a fortune.
Cause, the fragile parts were mangled.

What has she done to be left in such a pain?
What has she done to deserve it?
Is it her fault, she is a girl?
Is it her fault, she couldn’t protect herself?
Is it her fault, to be born in this world?

Her pain he knew not; his desire, he satisfied.
A beast, he released; a plead, he got
The pains he left; mother’s heart accommodate.
The tears he left; for a girl enough to be his daughter.


#stoprape #rape #victim

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