AM I TO BLAME

Am I to blame for my fear to speak up

am I to blame for being exposed to harassment even in a sac or it’s just a perk of my gender

am art work properly designed by an architech yet a magnet to harassment

Say a no and plans are devised with just a wink call them friends watch the cheek receive a peck while hands make their way to flowers covered with snow

Am mine to blame for my fear to speak up am I to blame for being exposed to harassment even in sac or it’s just a perk of my gender

Like a prey hunting a predator an uncle pounces without an ounce of regret a cousin reduces to nothing satisfying his selfish desire

Am i to blame for my fear to speak up am i to blame for being exposed to harassment even in a sac or it’s just the perk of my gender

Humiliated by a lowly act the head is forced to bow in shame a heart torn apart by grief no place to find succor yet an oppressor somewhere like a lion in the wild searching for prey

The robbery was for a neighbor who will be the next victim turning a blind eye will bring more rouges perhaps the next will be a red letter day

Am i to blame for my fear to speak up am I to blame for being exposed to harassment even in a sac or it’s just a perk of my gender