Rape


In this black room with two soaked pillows,
Rinsed in mucus and in tears;
With this red eyes in misty billows,
Thoughts of suicide and of sneers.
Oh Lord,
Who were those men?
That came in here and went in there.
Oh God, who were those men?
That broke in here and tore in there.
Who were those cursed sons of Sodom,
That sank sour seeds in my soul.
You watched them enter at random,
To force false holes in my whole.
My rape alarm couldn't save me,
I was lain helpless beneath them.
My strength and screams couldn't save me,
I was locked, hopeless in mayhem.
I swear by my sweat and my blood,
That flowed free last night like a flood;
I swear,
I'll leave vengeance in Your palms;
I place vengeance in Your palms, Lord.
In this black room with two soaked pillows,
Rinsed in mucus and in tears,
I place vengeance in Your palms.

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