In every corner

We will find you in every corner
In every alleyway, elevator and bedroom
Behind every closed door we will shine a light
On what you have done to her

We are popular now
You are out of fashion
We are well known
You are simply known by many

We have rules
If you abide by our norms,
Riches and fame. Otherwise
The opposite is your bounty

We do not care about the particulars
The root problem,the explanations, excuses
We are too popular now
And we don't notice exceptions

Don't try to escape from the corners
When we find your there, fist clenched
Do not run to the grey center
For us there is only black and white

You have hit her
If she asked for it
It was not your duty to oblige
It was your duty to question

Why does she want this?
Why do I?
What will this fist do to her?
What will this fist do to me?

If it weren't for us
These four questions
Would be rhetorical
But now you know they are not

She held herself in low regard
You held her in low regard
It will leave a mark on her forever
It will leave a mark on you forever, or

Her feminine narrative is outdated
Your masculine narrative is outdated
On impact she was forced to face reality
Now you are forced to face modernity

She was angry, fragile, destructive,
You were impulsive, reactive, not thinking
She was dropped without notice
You have been dropped without notice, or

She was after your fame
You were after your dominion
She will settle now for your infamy
You now are her submissive, or

She is a jaded, deceitful sadist
You are an innocent, adventurous sadist
You got unjust pleasure from her pain
She will get unjust pleasure from your pain, or

Or, or..
You get the point
You didn't consider the effect
We won't consider the cause

A stop sign means
Stop always, and look before proceeding
Some people just fly through
Thinking the day will never come

But when you hit her
She became innocent
Far more than pedestrian
And you have no case

We won't join you
In the grey center
Debating just cause or consent
The debate is long over

The debate has survived millennia
And we are tired of it
Never hit her
Even if she asks, begs

We know why she asked, begged
Even though you didn't
How rude of us,
We forgot to introduce ourselves

We are victims, past and present
Forced to these dark corners
When we wanted sympathy
We were given no audience

The corners are our abode
We will shine a light on any intruder
When you hit her, you escorted her to the corners
We'll take it from here

We are only armed with flashlights
All we can do is scare you
Each and every one of you
Who take liberty with our flesh

You must feel deceived, embarrassed
Unable to express yourself, but
Without a friend int he world
We know exactly how you feel

This is not a safe alley
Hopefully you'll do what we do
Try to warn others
Not to walk these dark roads

Because they will find you in every corner
Be rough with you, take pleasure
And not think of the effect
It will forever have on you