Poem- Miss Epar

That day he called with a smile
Into his secret room.
Room as dark as night.
There my innocence was robbed
With a drugged cup of wine
A sip tore my garments,
There you pushed yourself into me.
I lay half asleep, helpless.
My mama was home cooking,
Waiting for the salt to boil her rice.
You went back to watch your TV.
I laid there half awake, helpless.
I have met Miss Epar,
And my soul's light is dimmed.

I have been wronged yet you
Force me into hiding.
Society looks upon me like
I don't belong.
I can't look my friends in the eye.
I dread their pity,
I fear their judgement.

Tell me without words
That I will be fine.
Tell me in silence
That I will heal one day.
Please!

Amu Mawutoh
30th April, 2016.

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