There is no amount of money that could have convinced me that three years separated from my abuser, I would still be in court, still telling the story, still reenacting the moments. Still. Never in my life would I imagine that one person could shatter my humanity and there be no restitution. Never would I believe in a civilized society that someone...

This is what you did to me,  Hung me under the tall oak tree,  I pleaded that you would leave me alone,  But you raped and tortured me in my very own home,  You touched my body,  Like I was a common whore,  Until one day I just couldn’t take it anymore,  Because a slave named George, tried to take my hand,&nb...