She Saw The Face of Satan

"Get out of the car!"
He demanded, holding a gun to her head.
"Please don't hurt me,"
She whimpered and begged.

But he didn't listen
Hitting her with the butt of the gun.
It didn't matter
That at home waiting, was her son.

He forced her to drive
To an unknown location
Where no one would
The remote location.

He pulled her out of the car
Ripping her clothes.
"Please," she begged
"I have a son at home".

"Shut up," he shouted
Pulling her hair.
Then he raped her
Leaving her bare.

Crying and trembling
She tired to crawl away
But he kicked her down
Forcing her to stay.

He raped her again
With brutal force.
The flame in his eyes
Showed no remorse.

Standing on her knees
Staring Death in the face
She lowered her head
And said her final grace.

Now bleeding and pleading
To know what she had done
She was eternally silenced
By a bullet from his gun.

As her blood seeped out
Her eyes grew dim.
The last thing she saw
Was the face of Satan.

27April2007
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This was done for a contest.