Fragments of Strength

In a world where innocence once thrived,
A story of darkness, no longer denied,
She was only nine, a tender age,
A predator's touch, a harrowing stage.

Unwanted caresses, in forbidden places,
A violation that left lifelong traces,
Her strength grew as years passed by,
A quiet resolve, a will to defy.

And when she came of age, strong and bold,
She wielded her knowledge, her secret untold,
With a blade in hand, she took a stand,
A final act of justice, a silenced demand.

In his neck, the dagger found its home,
A lethal release, his breath did roam,
He perished, the consequence of his crime,
Yet scars remain, etched in her time.

A sad reality, where innocence is lost,
The echoes of trauma, an emotional cost,
But through the pain, she found her might,
A survivor emerging from the darkest night.

May her tale be heard, a voice to the oppressed,
A solemn reminder, we must address,
The plight of the wounded, their stories untold,
To create a world where healing can unfold.