Aggresive Resistance Poem by Brandi Guthrie

I see into you through your eyes, I see your true intention.
I can read your wicked mind, sins you`d rather not mention.
An immoral heart such as yours must squirm inside its cage
And fill your nights with tormented dreams of guilt and rage.
I know your malicious mentality as it justifies your crime.
You`ve gotten away with raping the innocent time after time.
I will never again play the doll on strings for the puppet master
Or lay flaccid as you strip me down to this internal disaster.
I know your name among the vile pilferers of the chaste,
I`ve been an unwilling victim of your foul and loathsome taste.
You display a plastic mask to conceal your shamefaced grin
But I`ll kill myself rather than allow you to touch me ever again.
The time is gone to make amends for the virtue that you stole.
With this gun I`ve aimed at you I render judgment upon your soul.