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THE RAPIST - IBBWRITES et ~H_A_J_A_R_R


A Duet:
*THE RAPIST* 

Just for a pleasure of few minutes,
The degree of masculinity rises
Leading the body towards a new direction
His feelings hidden
Giving him the new self reflection
Holding her, forcing her,
Blocking his personal thoughts of its 
Repercussions.
Her helpless screams and scratches 
Meet the dead ends.
Cleaning after the mess,
Thus begin to reflect
On what he just did.
The tears and state of the victim
Confirmed that it’d happened.
Guilt and reality then fills in
Finally results to eluding,
Escaping the guilt by
Shifting blames
Making he seem like another victim
Victim of what?
His malevolence or lost of control?

~H_A_J_A_R_R
  
On a summer holiday
Super excited I was 
To visit my single uncle 
At West End, a suburb of Michigan
A place I could relish and savor my summer days.
It went on and I’ve…
Lived twenty-nine days without fears
But on the twenty-ninth night
I was shocked over night on my night gown
Hail Mary passes the dark night
On blood, flood my innocence.
He was my uncle...
My uncle, he who once 
Buckled my shoes
When I was nothing but a child
He shattered me into blurriness
Like a man without sex for 56435 days
His eyes covet and beneath his sky cord
Graced wickedly for my loins
It all became wild, I thought he was friendly.

On this day I was just seventeen
A decade and about being an adult
And my uncle subjected me to the lust of an adult
I saw myself under his heavy majestic rod
Inside my naïf Popsicle.
Uncle please! 
Uncle please!!
‘’Don’t do this to me!’’
I shouted wild… it faded off 
Fading off with his highly strings muscled hands
Covering up my thirty two’s brimmed of panics.
Five minutes uncle’s labour erect has done to cum 
Shamefully, sweating like an old fool
That lost his optical gaze.
But me, here in tears and frigid
In a creaky blue-red bulb damp room
Like a stubbled grass
Wet with a five o’clock dew
Edged in some painful shivering.
I couldn’t tell myself it happened
But I now aver it to the whole world.
She felt so perplexed and 
Sorrowful from this shameful sufferance
Like of a story
I said to her – ‘you’re still a woman but 
Your uncle remains forever the Rapist… 
You were just a fate in his groundnut.

#RAPE #VICTIM #RAPIST #JUSTICE

IBBWRITES© et ~H_A_J_A_R_R
2019.

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