An Integral Part Of Her Life
An Integral Part Of Her Life
I may introduce myself
If the right time arrives
But for the time being, I'm
"An integral part of her life."
An integral part, as I say
I've been there since she was born.
I've seen her through her ups and downs
Seen her jovial and forlorn.
Her early days; she played around
Or ran about the sprinkler.
Her joy was evident, but more so was
Heinous but blatant sins afar.
Came her kin, from a distant land
Poured her with love and smiled.
But caressed me a greater far
Some screams were there confined.
Tender age, I fathomed not
The reason for such strong a love
Not for her, but for me
Despite being meager all above.
As she grew, I grew up too
To be beautiful as she was.
All eyes on me, wherever she went
Albeit I have none the worth she has.
The more I unraveled the truth of this love
More appalled I became.
And discovered, in greater dismay
Her burning rage and pain.
She was disgraced, by the love
And people's obsession with me.
And in a flash, I recalled how it feels
How hellish it feels to be...
A victim of lust in the name of love
A victim of an eternal sin.
How hellish it feels to be a girl's breasts
Drowned in the lust of strangers and kin.