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.