A poem about lesbians who are being raped
by Hans Senfuma, Uganda with Kat Kai Kol-Kes, vocals, Botswana
In the quiet corners of despair,
Where shadows cling to broken souls,
Two hearts entwined, forbidden love,
Lesbians, their whispered secrets unfold.
Amidst moonlit kisses and stolen glances,
They dance on the precipice of desire,
Their love, a fragile bloom in a harsh world, Yearning for acceptance, yet consumed by fire.
But darkness descends, a predator lurking,
A twisted hunger masked by cruel intent,
Innocence shattered, trust obliterated,
As hands that should caress become instruments.
The Violation
In the dimly lit alley, where cobwebs weep,
A nightmare unfolds, a symphony of pain,
Her cries swallowed by the unforgiving night,
As the moon averts its gaze, ashamed.
Broken Melody
The violins weep, their strings frayed,
Notes of anguish echo through her veins,
Her lover’s tears mix with rain soaked earth,
As violated petals wilt, forever stained.
The Aftermath
Bruised and battered, she clings to her love,
Their bodies mere vessels, vessels of despair,
Silent screams reverberate within her chest,
As the world turns a blind eye, unaware.
Broken Melody (Reprise)
The violins weep, their strings frayed,
Notes of anguish echo through her veins,
Her lover’s tears mix with rain-soaked earth,
As violated petals wilt, forever stained.
The Silence
She wraps her pain in silence’s cloak,
Her voice stolen, her spirit fractured,
Lesbian love now tainted, tarnished,
By the unspeakable act that forever altered.
Resilience
But listen closely, for within her silence,
A symphony of resilience begins to rise,
Her broken chords weave a tapestry of strength,
As she reclaims her body, her truth, her skies.
Healing Harmony
The violins mend, their strings anew,
Notes of survival echo through her veins,
Her lover’s touch, a balm for wounded souls,
As they rise from ashes, love undefeated remains.
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