Defiler's Death Poem by David N. Munene

Tell her she can come out
Into the limelight from trauma’s prison
Convince her that it is safe
Promise her no one will shout
No one will ask for a reason
Prove to her this is no gaffe
Encourage her that there’s a future
That she can pick lilies and daisies
Plus play hide and seek
To be sought by the right seeker
For the bastard is gone;
Gone to never ever return
Gone to where judgment has no mercy
The mercy she so needed,
From that late bastard when he defiled her