She was pushed to the ground
She dared not make a sound
With the knife at her throat
He ripped through her coat
She was raped in the park
Where children play before dark
In the evening you can smell the stagnation
That’s sentenced her to damnation
“Everything that needs to be said has already been said. But, since no one was listening, everything must be said again.” – Andre Gide
She was pushed to the ground
She dared not make a sound
With the knife at her throat
He ripped through her coat
She was raped in the park
Where children play before dark
In the evening you can smell the stagnation
That’s sentenced her to damnation