• nyanjiruwambugu 23w


    The tears,
    The screaming,
    And the begging,
    It doesnt stop though.
    On and on it seems to go,
    Hours it takes,
    But the misfortune of being born female doesnt help matters.
    The pain i try to block out,
    Pungent smell of sweat chokes me,
    And i know the blame will be on me,
    For i am female,
    and tempting it is said i am.
    And the disease spreads through humanity