Just A Girl

I am a girl with a voice to speak 

I am a girl no more, wants to weep 

I am a girl with a thousand words to say

I am a girl to stand up for myself 

I am for all those who were raped 

But their rights seem to be diminishing 

The horror eyes seem to be reincarnating 

Their faces, tainted with pitiful gazing 

The one who raped, the one who molested 

Why shall they not be allowed to rot

Why should I, for no fault of mine 

Be asked to face what I did not ask for

 

My innocence stolen, my purity snatched

My wrists restricted, my cheeks scratched 

My body thrown, my face burns 

My screams hushed by his wicked shuns 

And yet I am asked to face his wrath 

And yet I am forced to forcefully walk this path 

And yet I have to give birth to a child 

Who shall remind me everyday of that unfaithful night 

My words fall on those deaf ears 

My words denied by those sexist smears 

My life demeaned, my rights stolen 

My armour snatched, left with me what is broken 

Then, shall I wish for you to experience this cruelty 

For your loved one to be geared away from her preserved purity 

For you to know that dark nights exist

For laymen like us who are left tainted and startled 

Will you come to easen my nightmares 

Will you help me defeat my wounds 

Will you be here to hear my cries 

Or will you continue to hide like coward baboons 

You call me a murderer for something which isn’t even mine 

While you sleep peacefully, killing twice 

Hundreds of daughters raped again, hundreds dead 

While you sleep peacefully, in your mysogynitic shreds 

So tell me again, look at me 

How can you live with yourself, with your disdainful words 

How can you live, having the onus 

Of those innocent lives that you have stolen, that you have broken