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Nov 2019
It has been many years
But i still hear the voice
It never left me
I still hear me shout
Where none came to help
Hopeless and helpless
I laid like a lamb to be slaughtered
While the **** continued
And gradually, as always
This this continued for a while
The screams of that night died
But never did in my heart
Their face becomes lightened
Laden with satisfaction
Like they got a trophy
Who would believe me
Who will believe the helpless
In a case against a principality
Who can easily buy justice  
But one day, I'll find my voice
For I am a survivor
I will find my voice and shatter the glass
Unveil the veil of silence
Break the wall of fear
That others may come forth and speak
This in itself, is victory
The goal is not to win
But to voice the voiceless
Empowering timid survivors
Our Sun has finally set
No place to hid for the wicked
My truth is my truth
You can't rob me of that right
If you really want to find closure
Talk the talk and own your truth
Let genuine healing commence
We may forgive eventually
While craving justice
But we will never forget
Never again will we be silenced
This you are witnessing
Is the birth of a revolution
The wicked will never go unpunished
If you are a survivor
You are a champion
Speak up, you are not alone
We are in this together
To silence the screams of the night
Sadly, not only girls...
Written by
Babatunde Raimi
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