Lewd comments.
The verbal onslaught,
kept coming.
Battering our souls.
Ripping the insides apart.
I knew I had to fight.
Knew I had to save her.
Body blows.
Bruised.
Battered.
Bleeding.
The spirit was uninjured.
"Get up and fight,"
mind kept saying.
["Awake,arise, or be forever fallen."]
Her screams were like molten lava,
burning me through and through.
They were tearing into her,
as hyenas cut through the flesh
of a hapless animal.
Rendered unconscious,
the soul continued to writhe in pain,
with her pain.
Lying naked on the road,
I was enveloped in the warmth of my courage.
People passed by,
exposing their callousness.
They were dead,
dead as bats.
Unfeeling, uncaring machines,
breathing in the fumes of their own feces.
Dead city of dead people.
Her cries haunt me,
my soul bleeds.
Ah! Helplessness.
I could not save YOU.
But, the fire continues to burn in my heart.
Voice of your screams,
will not go unheard.
I will go on.
Battle will be won.
I am with YOU.
(January 25, 2013 at 1.57 A.M.)
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