In certain quarters of your world
Abuse sexual or otherwise a taboo it's become..
Abuse sexual or otherwise a taboo it's become..
Especially if it concerns not one,
Sexual abuse is rife in parts of your world..
Sweeping under the rug as they want to listen not.
Those perpetrators, that think they have the right,
To violate one's body be it male, female alike..
Worst than animals they've become,
The predators of our world..
The predators of our world..
Dominating forcibly it's not god's given right...
Violating our body's, it's not their right.
Our body's should be given in love, or indeed lust,
But it's up to us to decide whether there's lust or not.
In our blood..
In our blood..
Education is a must,
Those feral animals, that became hyena, like
They think twice not, lust in their blood..
They think twice not, lust in their blood..
You'll never get many acknowledging,
In that part of your world
In that part of your world
Sexual abuse is rife!
A subject that's become a taboo.
One must not talk about..
Like many others..
They care not.
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