Eli lived alone
In a normal neighborhood.
She dressed up for work
Like any person would.
She fixed her hair,
Put on her clothes,
And her door
She closed.
She went to work,
Then she came back.
She got to her door,
And almost had an anxiety attack.
Her door was unlocked.
She stopped mid-thought
She slammed open the door,
And was distraught.
Her furniture.
Her clothes.
Her food and drink.
All of it was gone.
Eli could barely think.
She checked her phone
Quickly scrolling through her apps,
Finally finding the one
That controlled all her traps.
She opened it quickly
And rewound the tape
And while watching it
What had happened started to take shape.
A robber had flown through her house
Using false wings
Went in and out quickly
And taken all of her things
Her food,
Her drink,
Her kitchen sink,
Her shoes,
Her clothes,
Her old photos.
Everything was missing.
Nothing could be replaced.
Eli just sat in the middle of the room,
With anguish on her face.
Eli thought about what had happened.
“It will never be the same
There’s nothing I can do and
What I have lost, I can never regain.”
“And because
That is true
There is nothing
That I can do.”
She went to her father,
Feeling like a disgrace.
And told him what happened,
As he watched her with a straight face.
He looked at her angrily and said,
“You left the door open,
So, it's all your fault.
The person who robbed you
did nothing wrong.”
She stared at him in disbelief
“But-,” She started.
“Say no more.
There will be no debate.
You did wrong,
so, you must accept your fate.”
She opened her mouth to respond,
But quickly closed it.
This was her father,
So, she had to submit.
Eli thought about what happened
As her father threw a fit
“It’s my fault that it happened and
I deserved it.”
“And because
That is true
There is nothing
That I will do.”
Her father sent her off,
With a satisfied smirk.
He was very glad
That his talk had worked.
Eli went on with life,
But it was never the same.
She roamed a barren wasteland,
Not a thing to her name.
As she was sitting at a corner,
She saw the robber roaming around town.
But, remembering what her father had said,
Did nothing but look on with a frown.
The robber glanced around quickly,
Then nodded his head.
He ran to the door of a house,
And Eli’s stomach filled with dread.
Eli quickly thought about what had happened.
It can never be the same for me,
But everyone else
Should be carefree.
“And because
That is true
There is something
That I should do.”
Eli pointed to the robber
And yelled as loud as she could
“This person is up to no good!”
Everyone around her
Turned to look.
At the person at the door
Who acted like a crook.
Before she was going to speak
Her mind became like frost.
The words of her father started to creep:
“You left the door open,
So, it's all your fault.
The person who robbed you
did nothing wrong.”
She shook her head.
Her father had lied.
It was him who was unjustified.
She spoke out,
Loud and clear,
“This person has done terrible things
And he is someone that we should fear.”
“Don’t listen to her!”
The robber squawked.
“What I’m doing isn't wrong-
Their door is unlocked!”
“If your door is unlocked,
Then you are just asking to be robbed.
I’m not doing anything wrong!”
The robber sobbed.
“What do you mean
‘Nothing wrong?’
What you are doing is evil,”
Eli said while others nodded along.
“You took all my things
That I can never replace
Now, I’m stuck out here
In this wretched place.”
“You should have kept your door locked”
The robber responded.
Eli rolled her eyes
But the motion was unseconded.
Others in the crowd started to agree
And started chanting.
Some screamed their opinions
And others started ranting.
They argued and argued
All through the day
And all the while
The robber slipped away.
“This fighting does nothing,”
Eli said with sadness.
Then the crowd hushed
And gone was the madness.
Eli thought about what happened.
It will never be the same for me,
But everyone else
Deserves to be carefree.
“And because
That is true
There is still something,
That I must do.”
Eli gathered the crowd
And they traveled together.
To the police station
Like birds of a feather.
She told the police
What had occurred.
She gave them evidence,
And they were assured.
The police tracked the robber
And brought him to a cell,
Threw him in quickly
And in the robber fell.
And even though the robber was in jail.
And even though he couldn’t get bail.
And even though Eli got the justice she deserved.
And even though her dignity was preserved.
Eli sat and thought about what had happened.
“It could never be the same
All I can do, I have done, but
All that I have lost, I will never regain.”
She sobbed, “And even though
That is true
I guess I will just have
To try and make do.”
This was an allegory of ****** Assault.