The shinning star has stopped
shining.
The bobolink bird has stopped
singing.
My blue sky, now soiled, seriously defiled!
My virginity! How can I say goodbye?
My precious pride, oh! was stolen by that guy.
Like swelling seas sound, so will I cry aloud.

On that day, I was betrayed. Then, he stole
it away.
My mother was away, I wished I could run
away.
Fearlessly and forcefully, he forced his way down,
down inside me.
Then my white garment was tainted,
then I was fully filled and redly painted.
Oh! My body and bosom were molested,
roughly and rudely on that bed!

But will I wail till eternity?
Never! Can I ever forget this barbarity?
Yes, for he only stole my virginity,
nothing but my virginity. For now,
now, I rebirth my lost integrity …
For as the sun shines after the eclipse,
now I have my integrity mixed with dignity
to obliterate that bad peculiarity.
I will never cease from fighting
“him” and others mentally.
Using my pen as my weapon,
letting my ink flow in my delight,
till they all turn to do right.