She weeps not,
Not because she feels no pain,
Not because she has not been humiliated,
But because she feels like she will not be heard.
Her voice will be so hollow so much that her conquerors will victor.
Weep child, to show that you are human,
Your human voice will heal your wounds.
I heard that they raped not only you but also your soul.
Soulless was their act of barbarism,
They even had decency to eat after such holocaust.
She will never cry,
Because forensic investigators are raping her know.
Their interrogations are rooted with fear for women.
Women with wombs that reproduce a countless criminals,
With backs that carry these monstrous figures that hear no plea.
Plea falls in deaf ears that are manifested with dirt and cockroaches
If the law cannot be with her only I can empathize with her.
I will say weep child, let go of the uneasiness within your self.
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