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Red
Out of all the words in the world I have a pure hatred for one Four letters that can change a life Four letters that can lead up to death Four letters which will never sound the same I remember it clearly A normal walk at night turned out to be the night I lost all hope Red, The colour of anger The colour of love{sighing} The colour of death Red,the colour that disgusts me Red,the colour I will never see the same Multiple men that changed my life Multiple men that grasped and grabbed something that wasn’t theirs to take it They took what I should have gave with trust They took it away from me And I will never get it back I will never get back what they took The supposed protectors of the world The teachers,the doctors,the players,the fathers I will never see them the same The words I yearn to say, can never be told I will never be the same The same that I was before A misogynistic father He never listened to me and he never will But when he got that call, he felt a feeling I never saw before His barriers were breaking down He broke down He couldn‘t endure it happened to his daughter He felt the feeling I felt at the scene Pain Like father,like daughter they say. A woman’s fault It always is “Why didn’t you fight back, “What were you wearing? “You probably provoked them “Was it a short skirt?” “Or a top with no sleeves?” “I’m not surprised ” “That body of hers finally got her in trouble” “You probably asked for it ” Because men will never be at fault Men have no faults History has begun to repeat itself Time slowed down Minutes turned into hours My self respect tumbled down into pieces that could not be stuck back together No I said no I thought they didn't hear But they well and truly did I kicked,i dreamt,i fought ,but i did not cry My honour was already destroyed If i cried,none of it would be left I was left there Discarded on the side of the road I couldn’t leave They wouldn't let me leave I lay there Hoping my life would end right there and then The help I called for arrived too late They ushered me in the car , where the criminals sat And made me have a test done The results came in and the men were identified The court hearing was soon but too late The pain already settled too deep The pain I endured The struggles I faced The confidence I lost All was served its justice by imprisoning them for a year A year and they would be back out Roaming out on the streets,looking for their next victim I’ll never receive the justice I deserve I never will Women were born with pain Men like to seek out for it Pain is not comparable, never will be But justice is The justice I longed for , I did not receive So all i can do is speak,speak about the struggles I endured And speak to tell you all that consent comes above everything A man that doesn’t listen to consent Will never truly be a man
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