I am not a prostitue
I am raped
Believe me.
I have not comitted any sin
They branded me as a prostitute
They arrested me by force
They threatend me to kill
I resisted them
I spitted on their face
They forced me
I became senseless
When I came to sense
I see my thighs are bleeding.
They all loughed at me
They branded me as a prostitute
I am your sister
From an occupied land.
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great piece...deals with reality..touching...can open our heart to the feelings of the likes of this girl....victim of ruthless acts, , , , , , , , , , , , , , a prostitute or not...she deserves to be respected...to be loved and loved...no one can judge her...because even Jesus didn't judged even Mary Magdalene was saved by Jesus from stoning.... 'Let the one who has no sin be the first one to throw a stone towards the sinners...' 10+++++++++++++++++