First of all, let me clarify
That I swear to speak the truth
The whole truth and nothing but the truth
So help me God
See, you may not think so
But even a girl like her had her morals
Dollars and pounds may not buy love
But she never once said love was what she sought
And she sure as hell bought her way into a lot of beds
I’d discuss it at length if the court cared
But time escapes me
See, the neighbours, they said she had daddy issues
She said she just needed to express herself
At a time when words seemed insufficient
The decrepit desire coursing through her veins
Igniting a fire that could only be extinguished
By what she believed at the time
To be feisty feministic freedom
And boy, was she feisty
Of course I remember her well
I remember her like I read it in a book
Right down to her luscious lustful lips that lulled men to sleep
Ignorant, naïve and young she may have been
So vivacious yet filled with venomous vanity
Thinly veiled as valour
She spewed hatred and anger
Hatred for herself, hatred for him, hatred for them
Why for them? Isn’t it obvious and clear?
See the world just sat there
Watched her broken and defeated
Though no one wrapped their fingers round her throat
Or stuck a knife in her gut
They just stood there spectating and speculating
Suspicious whispers floating in the air
Always talking behind her back
Never walking up to her face
Now, they would’ve said something
They should’ve said something
But they feared that if they stood up to her
They’d be looking in the mirror
They were terrified by the thought
Of what would be staring back at them
And in their selfish pride a part of her died
Subdued by the reluctance to abide
Then again, truth be told at the time she seemed cool
Of fancy rainbow colours and designer colognes
Might I even say a small part of me looked up to her
And maybe in a way I still do
But hush; let’s just keep that between us
For the record, that is not a tinge of envy
I apologize, I didn’t mean to generalize
They weren’t all so arrogant
Some of them did tell her to slow down
They did speak up but all she heard was a hiccup
They asked her to have a little self-respect
And in her defence she opined
That virginity is not purity, dignity or integrity
Rather lack of opportunity
In my opinion you ask?
Your honour, at this point
If it please the court I’d prefer to plead the fifth
And step down from the witness stand.
