Tainted

Tainted

A Poem by arie
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This is what some of our dear women have to go through.......

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She leaves her job at the dead of night,

Not knowing that it might be her last fight,

She leaves her job, with a pay so low,

To afford food for her babies, she does not know.

 

Walking under the light of a moon in full bloom,

She does not notice the approach of her doom.

They pass her by as if with no interest no care,

Unfortunately this should have signaled fear.

 

Idly her thoughts wonder on things far and near,

But then swiftly she is jolted back to reality by the togging of her hair.

She is pulled into an alley, all dismal and dark,

This is where fear's flame does spark.

 

She screams for them to let go, she pleads for them to stop,

she is swiftly answered, with the force of folded fingers and hands removing her top.

bloodied of face tears welling in her eyes,

as they begin to ravage her body she looks to God in the skies.

 

She kicks and she screams, as her attackers number around eight,

each of them a feral hunger, with pants dropped low for their turn they wait.

Each of them force their entry so brutal, so evil,

As if each of them are possessed of the Devil.

 

With each penetration they take away her dignity,

With each forced entry she moves further away from sanity,

They pound and they beat her like worthless meat,

they pillage her body and left her for dead at their feet.

 

She tries to call for help, but a blood filled throat produces a voice so hoarse,

Yet evil listens intently so her cries are heard my one of those with no remorse,

 Fighting to live,she lays there broken thoughts of her babies in her head,

When she thinks she has a glimmer of hope, one of her attackers return to lay her in her death bed.

 

© Arondell .T. Forde 2011

All Rights Reserved

© 2011 arie


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thanks u guys will take it into consideration

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is really good, any reader would get pulled into this woman's tragic end. At some points I had trouble following, like at line 4, you might replace "babies" with "son." But really gripping story.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow! This is a sad and tragic story nevertheless you did a great job in bringing this together.
Excellent write.


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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arie

Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago



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