Violence – Letter to the Editor

Please Don’t Blame the Victim

My fault, I guess
For walking down that empty road
Late at night

My fault, I guess
For not giving him the money
Holding on to my purse too tight


He didn’t want to stab me
He made that clear
I made him stab me
By reacting in fear

As I lay there
With blood pooling around me
And my hold on life slipping away
I hear the crowd
Talking and all that they had to say

“She shouldn’t be here at this hour
She should have just given it up
Why would you fight back against a thug?”

It sounds like fun
This bashing of a victim dear
I wish I could join in
But wait! I am the victim here!



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