On the altar
Of motherhood
She's sacrificed
Before she tasted
The bliss of
Divine motherhood
Scared and shriveled
She shivered like
A vulnerable lamb
In the butcher's hands
Nurtured in her lap
Playfully filling
His belly at her breast,
Are these men?
Do they know what
It's to be a man?
What insecurities
What savage passions
What crude desires
Compel him to pounce
Upon her like a lion
On an innocent lamb?
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The victim of a rapist appears in the poem.