you are the seed of the rapist
the victim made you whole
and here is the child allowed to be grown
in the victim, a bitter soul
so you have a life, you are someone
and the rapist has his rights
he received his conviction
and his concentrated sights
what of the victim., all the turmoil
Her suffering was long
she bore the infant, all those months
knowing just how wrong
suffering the anguish
tortured by the pain
Flashbacks of the ugly act
it can drive one insane
all the criminality
the prejudice and more
the advent of such Bias
when everything’s so raw
and now the rapists parental rights
the victim how can she
ever get back to where she was
before her reality
changed so prophetically.