Violated, Vengeance

A poem about the anger I felt when one of my friends was raped. I'm not one who beleives in revenge, but I wanted to beat that guy up so bad...

 

Violated of the right of every bride

Stripped of every parent’s pride

All because of the lust of b******s

 

Why steal what is priceless

If it cannot be spent?

Why not be patient

For if it was meant to be

It would have been yours,

Yours, you monster…

 

Now she suffers in the shadows

With no way to the light

For not even the Redeemer

Can cleanse her of this impurity

 

I want to kill those monsters

Who did not believe

That good things take time…

 

One day, you’ll be at my mercy

In my clutches

And vengeance will be mine.