SHE RAPED ME

She raped me, she raped me not;
She raped me, she raped me not;
She raped me, she raped me not;
She raped me.
11:00 PM, it was quite late.
According to the norms of the society-
A man shouldn't be outside for so late.
What Sharmaji will think, who always ready to look through his window and stare with his eagle eyes;
What Jessi Aunty will think, who has the highest hearing capacity to listen to every gossips;
What Chintu will learn from you, who lives next door.
"This guy is shameless, always late"
"He always come drunk, might also take drugs"
"Might have tattoos in his body"
"Definitely he has lots of girlfriends, Playboy"
"Check his room lights, always disco type, every night party"
"How the hell he was raised by his parents"
"See his hairstyle, why so much attitude? Don't even know how to respect elders and women"
"Guaranteed he is a criminal"
As because I'm the only bachelor in the whole apartment.
Maybe?
Just a 100 metres away,
I could clearly see the security guard was sleeping in his den with lights on,
But, that 100 metres, was as black as the world for a complete blind person,
I had my cycle and my mobile torch,
Where the fuck the street lights gone?
Slowly and steady, I went inside that blind man's world;
One step, two step, three step,...................
Uff, 50 metres more,
One step, two step, three step,...................
A beam of light came out of nowhere,
Approaching with the lighting speed;
I rushed, the light rushed,
I was chased.
Before I utter the name of the security guard,
I was inside that beam of light,
Many hands grabbing my whole body,
With resistance, I put my hands on two things;
My Human biological brain sparked,
And then heard them,
And yes, they were 'SHE',
Not shemale, not transexual, not transgender,
Not any of them;
They were the real 'SHE'.
My socially constructed brain was like, HOW ?
Conflicts arose between all the ideologies of manhood,
The time I was in conflict with the mind,
I found my wearings being torn apart and I was naked,
Soon, I realised my biological body was being licked, bitten, touched;
Felt the touched of the biological body of SHE.
I recalled and recalled and recalled, 
Every video I watched in every porn site, my browser history;
Gangbang, Forced, BDSM, Twosome, Threesome;
But couldn't match the situation I was in,
Or did I never search such videos?
My manhood friends never told me if there was any.
The Human saliva was all over my body,
Next, felt the touch of a real vagina on the top of my penis,
My manhood brain was having the release of dopamine and oxytocin,
But, the symbol of manhood felt shame and exhausted when it was forced to release semen, 
Again, again, again, Again, again, again, Again, again, again....;
Before I was able to take some breathe,
My mouth was always kept full.
(How could a man be so powerless?)
I thought of asking for help,
Shouted couple of times outside,
Forgot that manhood has only the voice of dominance.
Exhausted, broken, bitten, eaten;
At last, I was free,
Again thrown back to that blind man's world.
This time I reached the gate,
But, to open my eyes in the bed;
I quickly checked, uff...
It was there, my symbol of manhood was not damaged, only exhausted;
The nurse came,
I saw her laugh,
Maybe laughing on the pitiful site of a manhood.
Sharma ji, Jessi ji - all were staring at the worst version of manhood,
Cintu's face was covered by the saree of his mother,
Not to see the face of the culprit,
Who made the dignity of manhood to degrade.
The fight for the recovering of the dignity began,
First with the mind of the manhood,
Then with the society of manhood,
And lastly, from door to door conveying the message - "I'm not guilty".
Knocked on every door of the law protectors,
To prove my manhood again;
But got a common answer from all the above;
"THIS ONLY HAPPENS WITH 'SHE', NOT 'HE' "