Various Poems

14. Meet Magenta

Walking the dark alley, safety is led astray
Passed by adulterers and their coarse ashtrays
Brawly beer and having drunkard dreams
What a tragedy for an innocent lady.

Whistles and name-calling
'Baby girl' or 'Another victim of deflowering'
The tarpaulin marquee and erotic meetings
Tried to careened slowly and surely
But their lustful thoughts and temptations cannot be set aside easily.

The secluded warehouse and their fetish for students
Teetered their disgusting tongues, they were not men they're monsters
Condescending phrases and their red dragon tattoos
The begging and scowls were far from enough
Her screams and coughs and their torturing laughs
The horrendous fireworks display, forced her appetite for semen
How can the society ignore this?

Parents shouting for justice, men offering children with candies
Meet Magenta, she's one of them
Raped and killed
Taped and sealed.

Taught women to dress properly
How about this?
Teach men to think properly
A filipiniana or revealing clothes wore in the bars of Manila
No one cares as long as they have a vagina
A Lesbian or a straight woman, they don't care because they have erotomania
No respect nor even confessed their sins to Jehovah
Dozens of cold bodies and a path through a pit of lava
Poor Magenta, a honor student and a breadwinner
But still have a horrible death with merciless killers.

Antsy lusts and their horny cusses
Body in a cold compartment, cryonic but for salacious purposes
Coup d'etat of temptations
Fascism of orgasms
Despotic, possessive, and awfully obnoxious
Magenta may you rest in peace but I know that's not what you wanted.