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A Narrative Poem by Kenia
She was only six
Six years old, pure innocence
He was a man, a strong tall man.
She called him “uncle” someone she trusted.
He took her trust and innocence and made evil,
He took her purity.
She was only six,
Six years old turned to a women.
He called her in, deceived her childish mind.
Six years old and saying “uncle touched me.”
Years passed, six turned eight,
Her pure heart turned sour like rotten milk.
Rage filled her mind,
Thoughts of pure evil.
He kept on, took every last piece,
Rape is a crime but not in evil’s mind.
She called him “uncle, uncle forced me God.”
Now eight years later; sixteen years old.
Revenge is sweet as blood drips down her arm.
She calls him now, time to take it back.
Her poor innocent heart filled with pain.
Uncle she called “ come here”
As he comes close fear fills his body.
A knife slices off his organ; blood everywhere.
She laughs with joy and insanity.
She was only six
Six years old, pure innocence
She is only sixteen
Sixteen years old, pure evil.
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Beautiful I am.
They call me ugly and fat,
But the mirror calls
You are as beautiful
as the stars in the night sky
By: Kenia
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