john chizoba vincent
Innocent Or Guilty - Poem by john chizoba vincent
INNOCENT OR GUILTY?
Behind the cloud he came,
He grapped me hard and hit me
With his heavy hand on my head;
Next, he thrust me on the bed, torn
My skirt and had his way into me.
I was covered with shame and darkness,
Guilt barked behind and anger caressed me.
Immediately, I made for the knife behind as
I watched him smiled satisfied with himself.
I stabbed him on the chest then, he slumpped
And died with pains shot through his eyes.
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