Innocent Or Guilty Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Innocent Or Guilty



INNOCENT OR GUILTY?

Behind the cloud he came,
He grapped me hard and hit me
With his heavy hand on my head;
Next, he thrust me on the bed, torn
My skirt and had his way into me.
I was covered with shame and darkness,
Guilt barked behind and anger caressed me.
Immediately, I made for the knife behind as
I watched him smiled satisfied with himself.
I stabbed him on the chest then, he slumpped
And died with pains shot through his eyes.

Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: betrayal
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