He Touched Her

He touched her
"You're guilty" he told her
And when she's weep
He'd only scold her

Oh my God, were his eyes so blind?
Couldn't he see
she was only 9?
She had nothing no man could desire
but in his eyes burned an evil fire
But to no avail she desperately cried
and he filled her mind with meaningless lies

He touched her
He made her think they'd hate her
if she told them about him
he robbed her
she lost her pride so early in life
and now she continues to fight against the strife

But nothing could save him from his sickly world
God struck him down
for corrupting that girl
He is no longer able to harm her
Though the flashbacks will always alarm her
she knows know what she did not know back then

Nice doesn't mean good
Not everyone's a friend
~

(This Poem was written for a relative of mine who was wrongfully molested by a loved one. PLease comment, it would mean a lot to her and I!)