No to Abuse

Left right, left right, up down
I tossed from the bed, down to the couch, till I landed on the floor.

Was it the way I treated him, was it the way I eagerly ran errands for him, or the manner at which i accorded him with so much respect, was it really something I did?

He was meant to be my uncle, I trusted him, my parents believed in him, my guard was covered when am with him, we all believed cause he was my shield.

It really couldn't have been because he watched me grow, after all he warned me about boys but here I am in the river flowing with my own tears.

My Hymen is broken against my will, via violence , where do I place my confidence, who do i trust , is the devil really a spirit wandering around or the one that dwells in a man the moment he takes from us forcefully what he shouldn't.

Abused, ashamed and brought so low I wonder what could have been the reason, it's certainly not the long gown mum always had me wear.

Betrayed by trust, set loose violently,  I didn't ask for this, where then do I go.

What's gonna happen, i've been abused by who was meant to be family, what more is dangerous.

Can't keep quiet, No way,  this is wrong.

Don't hurt that young girl, that pretty lady wrongly,  you tamper with her Self-Worth and Confidence for a lifetime for your 5minutes pleasure.

#No to any form of Violence

#One love

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