At fourteen,
When I was raped,
I didn’t scream.
His grandmother,
Was napping,
In the next room.
I didn’t want to wake her.
I didn’t want her,
To see me naked.
I didn’t want her to know,
That her grandson,
Was an animal. 
Because as taught, 
I respected my elders. 
More than I respected,
My own body.