Cry of a Young boy

His pants are stained

And eyes are soared

His mind is shutting down

You tell him that it’s his fault

Although you are the one

So wretched

Pitiful and grotesque

You did not only

Hurt his body

But you stung his dreams

And punctured his soul

You have made yourself

his nightmare forever,

but you have no remorse

you feel no guilt,

You defend it, saying

You were a victim too

How dare you?

You raped a six-year-old