Monster

A Poem by Joy James

Crime against the girl child

She was raped
Like the ape in him couldn't hold it any longer. A girl of little age she innocently agreed to see him off. Even when the light was off she never feared the darkness cause in his eyes she saw a brother created in same image as the creator
She obliged
Trusting was not just a word but an action he knew and was sure to pin her to chair. Her feet pressed on the cold floor with hands arrested under his wasn't the play she mastered with eyes closed. His weight on her suppressed even the confidence she had
She struggled
This visit or monster wasn't welcomed. Little fingers scratched, tiny voice screamed, little frame twisted making my lungs twist cause we hear these things and do not speak of it
Open the door of your tongue and save the girl
#stop_molestation