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The Cry - Queen Salah | The Cry - Queen Salah |
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| Written by Administrator | |
| Friday, 04 January 2002 | |
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They say that the traditional image of the rapist is that strange, mentally disturbed man, who preys impulsively upon unknown women. Yet, I know you. You are my father, my uncle, my brother, my cousin, my father's friend, my pimp, my boyfriend, my husband, and my soulmate. I know who you are and I won't forget what you did. Every time I have a flash back I, Smell yo' stinky ass, I hear your heavy breath, oh, your bad breath, I smell your dog-shit breath breathing heavily down my neck, I feel your strong arms overpowering me. Holding me down, squeezing so tight, I can't move. I can't breath. I feel trapped. I'm scared. I cry for help. You kiss me. I cry. STOP! You laugh. I kick and scream. STOP! You pull off my panties. I kick you. STOP! I say. You put it in. My mussels tense up. I cry. STOP! Please STOP! You force it in! I feel your hard-erected penis inside me. I scream, NO! Please NO! You laugh and say, mmm you so tight baby. I cry and cry and cry, but the wind blows my words away! Listen to my cry, please answer my prayers, Today at least 1700 women in the Cape Flats would be raped, Every 1 in 2 women will be raped in their lives, It might be your daughter, your sister, your mother or your wife. Do something about it. NOW! Sisters break the silence and put an end to the violence. Contact This e-mail address is being protected from spam bots, you need JavaScript enabled to view it for the bond of freedom and remember, SISTERHOOD IS POWERFUL! |
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