FRAGILE

Fragile as a glass,
Young and innocent,
Although so was evident,
He couldn’t desist,
He couldn’t stop himself from
Taking advantage,

The sheets were stained with blood,
She was dragged to depth of hell not by
Hellhounds but a man,
A man who couldn’t keep to the trousers,
Who couldn’t envision the poor life
He’s actions would ruin,

He crafted lies so fine that she was lured to
His disgusting hands, just like a spider weaves a
Fine web to trap prey,
She was a prey he badly needed to pin,
And in doing so, a life was taken
For a pleasure that lasts only for a moment,

He was a teacher, an imparter of knowledge,
She was a student, a seeker of knowledge,
Circumstances so ideal for a monster in disguise,
For a monster with motives so diabolical, so outrageous,
So despicable,

He forced himself on her shamelessly,
Without any hesitation whatsoever,
She was filled with dread, awestruck at the
Speedily turn of events,
One moment it was maths another she was strapped on
The bed, helpless,
She fought to break free but her efforts were fruitless,
She let out a shrill cry; she tossed her head side to side,
She couldn’t flee his hideous grip,

He yanked her hair and got on a ride not given,
He went on till he was done with his act, an act
So distasteful,
Drained of energy, he slipped off leaving a bloodbath,
A spurt of convictions flowed in him,
He stumbled backwards, raised his hands over his head,
He muttered “What have I done?”
And so it was, she was a victim of sexual violence and he
Was an offender, he was dammed and he knew it.

Muzamir