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Who Will Speak For Me?
My trembling Soul; gripped by fear,
As I walk alone but far from near.
My heart races as I lose control,
When I remember the Hands that drew near.
Who’ll speak for me, when I’m silenced by fear?
When my body’s used, like a thing insincere,
Subdued by his power, as of a Pistol;
The threat of violence, a constant fear.
Who’ll stand for me, when the pain is severe?
When my eyes are shut, in a nightmare of fear,
When I’m a statistic, just a number of patrol,
And society’s apathy brings the shame from far to near.
Rape is a sin that scares us for life,
A cruel, heartless act of endless strife.
Copyright ©
Gadriel Borbor Gargard
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