Confession Of A Rapist Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

We regret
Deeply regret
Our actions
It is we,
Whom you term rapists
We believe that
The whole woman folk
In the world or even elsewhere
Have to accommodate our
Masculinity
Irrespective of its impact on them
This thought
We have not acquired
It is in our genes
We have no control
On what we do
We are driven into
A climax seeking act
At the sight of a female
Regardless of age, class or colour
Our genes command
And we follow
We do anything
We lure, have kind words and express love
Somehow we manage to get
What we want
You may not believe
After each such act
We cry within
But this cry stays for a short while
And the monster in us wakes up soon
We are not justifying our
Henious acts
We just say that this happens in us
Remember this too
In all men there is a rapist
But most of them keep him under check
We are not able to do that
That is the difference
Punish us
For acts
But not with capital punishment
We want to get rid of the rapist in us
Before we die and depart
Put us in jail
Till we die
And during the term
It is likely we get rid of this rapist's desire
And take a rebirth
With no sex-abuse intensions
Hang a terrorist as he never regrets
Hang on to a rapist as he regrets