Led up the stairs of the sinful tower,
Locked away for the dragons to slay,
The events were unfortunately sour.
They hovered above me like vultures,
As though I were a bloody carcass,
Fingers carving my manhood like sculptors,
In the presence of this unholy corpus.
I was raped not only in body,
but also in mind of innocence,
For they made sleeping with me a hobby,
forever this damage must I embrace.
I suffered this harm for so long,
And ask myself what I did wrong.
Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2015
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