Taken in the mid of night
to a pledge of misery
where chains bounded the flesh
to inflict mind torments.
This was the ordeal of the night
where our pants found the ground
and our soul got committed
death by groans and moans.
For they stole our prayers
and morphed our love to hate
as seconds passed to decades
robbing innocence to pleasures of their flesh.
For in their minds
our flesh was their entitlement
so they parted sea between
and let their voyages stream down and up.
Cannoning in our grief of pain
as our screams were ignored to pleasures
a grown men pouncing on tender flesh
leaving innocence on suicidal plea
as there ways, fill our lives with nightmares.
But, how could they be?
