RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sins Of Lust - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
There are men who act like bees, tasting the nectar of
every flower they come across, giving them no opportunity
Bees pollinating each flower so they in turn will bud and
blossom into a beautiful flower, do so out of an innate
quality to preserve and nourish life.
Men on the other hand taste the nectar of women with no
intention of making them flourish and blossom into loving
and caring adulthood.
They only want to take away their virginity with no
thought or care what it actually does to a woman, ruining
their lives, leaving them with their sins of lust upon
Alone and lost, no way to regain their freedom and indepen-
dence, their virginity had provided them with, having taken
away their proverbial 'cherry', leaving them stained by men's
lust and desires who rape them.
Thinking it was their fault, that it is their sin, when
that is never the truth, men who rape are the sins and
stains of their own lust, blaming the woman because of
their bloated egos.
Men's minds are beyond the recognition of this, because
of their egos they're always using their lust and desires
to take away lives of good and decent women, casting them
into a horrible nightmare, where they never again feel safe.
If the women who've been raped had been given a choice,
these women would never, ever have chosen these disgusting
men to even come within ten feet of their bodies, yet each
rapist thinks himself God's gift to women. What a farce! !
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