Justication Poem by Amy Kerswell

There is no justification.
There was only satisfaction.
Not for me or any of the others.
Only you.

You raped me
You abused and violated me.

How can you try to justify?
Your pure evil.
If someone done it to you.
That dosent make it right.
Two wrongs dont make a right.

Dont tell me it was me.
It wasnt it was you.
I didnt ask you to rape me.
Nor would I have wanted you to.

But dont you dare
Try and justify your actions.
It was wrong