My head has been pounding louder, and it’s not at ease
Because I cannot simply find the exact words
To fill this page
you were abused
You were mutated
You became a static of gender-based violence
You died a painful death
You were mauled like animals
Your attackers run rampant on your corpse as you lay there
How I wish your impressionable grave were kept vacant for a few more moons to grind
People who disdain the dignity of man at the expense of the vulnerability of women, children, and disabled people for the mere status of man
I pass by your house now and then,
I became full of sad emotions
Your perpetrators haven’t been arrested
You are a static, sadly
Rest in peace.