Category: Uncategorized

 Genre: Rhyme, Relationship

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Drenched in tears
of her own shame
but not of her making

He ascended from shadows
and shadowed her
shattering her dreams
as easily
as did her hymen

She became his fixation
a nightmare lived daily
where time
nor the hour
matters anymore

This monster that looks as human as we
invisible
to the eyes
of humanity

The unthinkable atrocities he commits
upon innocent flesh
he posses

Shackled and caged like a dog

She cries alone

A burden
no child should have to bear

She thinks of her mother and
father
of her brother
and sister
and yes
of her dog
Sam

If only she could warn them of
the monster
that lives next door

The monster
that comes to borrow sugar
or sip coffee
with mum on the porch

At times
drinking a few beers
with dad after work
boasting of games played
on the sports network

All the while stealing glances
at us children

She cries alone

Who would believe her
this man
a pillar of the community
always
a helping hand

Can’t you see he’s a sham
a monster
a pedophile
a child rapist

Ask him
as to my whereabouts
see if he answers you
with a straight face

The rattling of the cage
alerts her to his presence

He comes yet again

She cries
screams and
pleads for him to leave her alone

But this only seems to give him pleasure
mocking her
he mounts her quickly
his screams and cries
of perversion
the only sound left
heard in the room

A single solitary tear
falls from her eye

Please God just let me die
she begs
her lament falling
upon deaf ears

Maybe
it is God
who is dead or
maybe
God has no ears to hear

The monster has left the room
but his stench lingers
pervasively
like the smell of death

Is it possible
to smell ones own death
she muses

For surely
she dies a little
each day

The death of
abandonment
the death of
loneliness
the death of
regret
the death of her
soul

If only
she was strong enough
to fight back

She would scratch out his eyes and
rip out his tongue
that filthy slimy thing
she would feed
to Sam
he would eat anything

The thought
giving her slight amusement

The rattling of the cage
startles her

He’s back yet again

She begins to cry…

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