Jane

Jane became a dyke,
two years ago.

Jane was raped when she was four,
until she reached the age of seventeen.

Her brother raped her.
And now he's gay.

He offered Jane to his friends in school,
And got payment for selling his sister.

Jane is my friend.
We lived in the same place.

And at every woman that goes into the door of the place we lived,
I admire those women.

Battered and abused,
They choose to take charge of their life.

Sometimes I wonder if the world would be better if it is just filled with women.
In the life of these women i met,
Men have left nothing but a deep scars.
Father, brother, boyfriend, cousin, nephew, neighbour, boss that raped women.
Every day i hear these stories.

I don't know.