• Lame child of indignity, in silent scream
    tab you have restricted your voice that could
    tab have filled the air with symphony.
    You are a breathing victim of the thief of the night,
    Crippled and blinded at the midst of the night,
    Blurred is your vision of the wrong and the right,
    You are abandoned in a precarious circumstance.

    Oh body of a barely beating heart, the claws
    tab of the hideous beast lurking behind the
    tab superficial mask has marked its territory.
    You have been invaded deep down to the core,
    Stolen is the innocence from your most fragile core,
    The shame and the pain and the struggle you bore,
    Have scarred your soul and stained your life away.

    Impaired senses and a stumped faith push
    tab your muddled sanity to the edge of all odds,
    tab draining all resilience from you.
    Vengeance, a word that you soundlessly speak,
    Is now laid upon you; though you dared not to speak,
    The table is turned; there's no need to be meek,
    Close your eyes and breathe deeply, his fate is in your hands.