The Forsaken

She allowed him to ease onto her His hands slowly caressed her soft face His body felt heavy on her but she did not complain As his fingers got entangled in her hair she shivered a little. For long she had waited for this night to come That it would come this way, she could scarcely believe. She closed her eyes and called her God. There was little else that she could do She had bartered herself into the enemy’s hand Hoping her family would be safe as they had said His hands dropped from her face and moved below. She closed her eyes and called her God again. Her womanhood insulted, she lay in silence beside him There was no cloth on her, but she did not feel naked anymore She had no reasons to be ashamed in a shameless world. She knew her God had forsaken her It was a mistake to be a woman during a war Or to be a woman at all.