Group of my kind,
Slaughtered.
Dehumanized as sex toys,
Eliminated in silence.

Not even a whimper,
Absorbing violence and abuse.
Hatred stored in our bellies,
Skin thickens into stone.

Submissive and demure,
Seductive and compliant.
Forgotten in an instant,
Screams like whispered lullabies.

Gurgling blood shushed harshly,
Our pain an inconvenience.
China dolls with painted faces,
Shattered weeps keep leaking.