~"RAPE"~ by Kanyinsola Ojeshina

    Her soul was white, So was she,
    Her knees were tied, Her thoughts were clean,
    Her lips untouched, Her heart unscarred, She was never had, She was never sad. Then that very day, That changed her life,
    As he lay there spent, She drew a knife.
    Her soul was black, So was she,
    Her knees apart, Her thoughts were bleak.
Kanyinsola Ojeshina

Kanyinsola Ojeshina

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