He comes silently.
Taking what he wants violently.
Nothing had been seen,
She was only fifteen.
Through her cries,
She sees his angry eyes.
The month after December,
His words, always remember,
'No worries,
You won't have mem’ries.'
She thought they could have coped,
Than realizing he was full of dope.
Too scared to give a fight,
Knocked out for part of the night.
Running wild there’s a rapist,
No one to call witness.
He’ll never be 25 in jail,
She tries to speak, but fails and fails.
Even if she can’t be blamed,
Saying anything, she's too ashamed.
Tears falling everyday
For fear it might replay
So ashamed to show her face
scared of half the human race
What’s happened in the past,
In her mind, will always last
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem