This was written in tribute to Rachel Morin, a woman raped and murdered by an illegal immigrant. However, this can be a tribute to all women who were attacked and abused by such men.
I left out a title because there is no title for sorrow and heartbreak.
Bottled screams of faintest existence spiraling into the air, endless smoke,
A torture of humanity,
A cut so deep into heart that had she lived she would have died,
A cry, a plea, a scream, a thunderous mountain of torrents of a tsunami of the sound of hell ripping loose from human lungs,
A ripple through my veins of rage and injustice, sparks of glorious outrage seeking to punish, to kill, to end, to bring justice,
A torrent of a tornado strong as the tsunami of hell arising from her throat upon her rape and murder:
Brought down to seek justice and unleashed upon her rapists and murderers.

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