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Is This Really Our God?
Yes, I’m Questioning God’s Forgiveness
A Dark Poetic Story
*A warning. This is dark. Read at your own risk.*
The smell of fury and fear in the air. She gasped another breath, but darkness prevailed.
Where had he taken her, and why didn’t she flee?
Her skin was bare, her body like ice. “Please Sir, let me go, get your hands off me!” She screamed.
Blindfolded and bound, the woman hadn’t a chance from this inhumane dog hound.
The man was one of evil’s friends. His voice, one of devil’s kin.
She begged for her life, but he never thought twice.
As he watched her pained eyes, he pleased himself between her thighs.
She cried and fought with every drop of fight she had in her.
As he finished, he tossed her to the wolves, like a sinner.
She heard the car door slam, but blackness filled the night air.
Just a cold, dark night, her naked body left in despair.
Her thoughts of dying filled her head. Would she ever see sunlight again?
Her precious babies, wouldn’t they need their mother’s love in this awful world they lived in?
