DON'T TOUCH
Born of a woman Strength of a father Joy of a mother Pride of a sister Help of a brother Tear of a virgin Alone in a room With the mind of an infant Welcome of innocence Clash with the smirk of insolence All in a space of time The horror happens without a sight A scream goes out for help But the one within pays no attention Smashed to the ground in struggle Wounded with blows Tear ruptured But none considered Unbuckled belt Mixed with an open skirt In tears, surrenders her strength To the force of the wicked in full length At last he arises With the smirk of a job well done Tramples on the withered red flower As she hides to safety Indeed, she might have needed a touch But not a touch that causes trauma (Say no to RAPE)❌
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