In The Hands of God

Her face hit the alleys cement
Gagged with a crushed can
Bound to her mouth with a handkerchief
Screams muddled from the publics ear

Trying to escape but he is to powerful
She felt her rectum stretch and rip
Forcefully penetrated a trickle of blood

The man exits her grabbing her ankles
De-hinging her hips forcing her legs over her head

She felt her womanhood scrape the concrete
Gathering filth with each gyration

Spattered in blood she moved to his
Every whim covered in the stench of
Ejaculation his sweat burnt like acid

Befouled and beaten her thoughts became
Less and less
Tears to the sky
She saw god smile
Tears to the sky
Audience to the whole ordeal

She was taught the meaning of existence before she died her assailant whispered
In the hands of god i am the son of man