A Victim's Memoir (With A Different First Verse) Poem by Ojedokun Olajide

They, captive held me amidst struggling
ravishly at my apparel they tore
from my top down to my stocking
their evil eyes groping at my nudity, they swore

I screamed, howled and kicked
But I was just a little girl, so helpless
And that only their sexual pride piqued
As they kept on with their greedy acts, so senseless

Forcing themselves into me
They ravaged my decency one by one
A sight it was so gory to see
As the worthless beasts pounced on my flower turn by turn

They were just so oblivious to my pleas
To my cries and wails, they shut their ear
And painfully, they stung into my dignity like fleas
That felt no fear

I cried, howled, kicked and screamed again and again for help
But that only gave the animals more courage
To beast on my innocence, not minding my yelp
They devoured my apple, like hungry kids do porridge

Subduing their wicked desire, so lustful
They got up from my already ravaged body
And I thought within me, looking scornful
That no man whatsoever will I again find so worthy

How I wish I was dead?
How I so wish?
How I wish those worthless brutes meet their end
Before another becomes their fish?

And what is the law doing, I ask
To put behind bars, these wicked beasts?
And why can't they for justice sake themselves task
To do away with all societal cheats

As I pen down this farewell note
A favor I ask from you that read this piece
Promise to preach against rape, at least swear to me this oath
And thereafter wish me Rest in Peace.