JUNGLE JUSTICE

I cannot see hope.

I cannot see light.

My eyes are heavy but I do not know why.

I am trapped,

Ambushed.

I am damned if I do,

And damned if I do not.

I do not know why but I have to try.

No matter what,

My words will never be heard.

For the world already sees me

In ways I would never imagine.

I weep for my sons

And my entire being shudders

For the thought of the world

In which my daughters will be born.

I try so hard – wait, just hear my cry!

I fear to walk on the streets,

Now I understand.

I say prayers when I see them gather,

So this is how it feels like.

I hear you clamor for justice –

Jungle justice.

You cry out for my blood,

To assuage the blood already spilt.

All must pay for the crimes of the few,

Including the ones still to come, too.

I stand to say

I AM NOT A RAPIST!

Do not treat me like one.

It is done – now hang me to die.

©The Maestro