He came to me, a wolf in sheep's clothing,
Devalued me, deflowered me, took away my royal linen,
Exposed me to the world, unkempt and forsaken,
A rose trampled upon, a rising star gradually forgotten.
He turned my days to gloomy nights,
Filled me with pain, anguish, terror and fright,
He formed an illusion- A world of sorrow and spite,
He veiled my face for at the end of the tunnel I saw no light.
He made my mesmerizingly glowing sun grow dim,
Filled my life with sorrow and pain to it's brim,
He thwarted and counteracted my plans and dream,
He took away my rainbow, overgrazed on my field, a stagnant stream.
He raped me psychologically, socially and made me void,
He abandoned me on a gradually sinking Island,
Made me an alien, I could speak but the world couldn't interpret even a word,
How I wish I could find a translator... A helping hand.
Copyright © Alayo Stephen
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