Stranger rape…
happens every day…
in every city…
and every kind of way.
For no one’s immune…
whether man, woman, or child…
for strangers attack victims…
and their actions are so vile.
For most are violent…
and totally by surprise…
with or without weapons…
and with or without a disguise.
But the fear that’s instilled…
just won’t easily go away…
for PTSD results in many…
with violence suffered this way.
So beware of dark places…
or walking the streets alone…
or accepting rides from strangers…
or trusting anyone unknown.
For predators lurk and wait…
for the victim that they choose…
cause it’s all about power and control…
with a perversion to sexually abuse.
© Secret Angel and The Abuse Expose’ with Secret Angel, 2017.
Dear Lord, we ask You to protect all who are being targeted as victims. We pray for wisdom and discernment that they will avoid places of danger. We ask You to expose those who prey on innocent victims. We ask You to reveal who the predators are and supernaturally intervene against any attacks on their victims. Bring healing and restoration to all who have been abused, assaulted, and raped. Set them free from the fear that’s been instilled and give them Peace that surpasses all understanding as You heal them of all their wounds… in Jesus’ Name. Amen.
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I grew up in a rough neighborhood in Brooklyn. Back then, having a telephone in one’s home was a luxury meaning most of us, did not.
Next to my mother’s bedroom, was an empty lot in which one could exit in 4 different directions. Down the street was a hospital.
For three years, every Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday about 9 p.m., we’d hear women screaming. They were being raped by some dog whom I pray is now burning in hell. The rapist would lay in wait for them to exit their daily shift.
I was 11 when this started. I was 12 when my father taught me to pull a knife, do major damage and how to fire a gun. At 14, father’s began to come home from Vietnam to their frightened families. Karma would soon kick in.
Best thing that ever happened because the police knew and everyone in the neighborhood knew who this bastard was but in poor neighborhoods, oh well….
The karma I speak of, believe it or not, was not at the hands of a man but a nurse on her way to work one Saturday afternoon who would not be his victim. He attacked and she cut him to shreds. The thug looked like a red and black checkerboard from head to toe.
His friends had to hold him up, the blood squeaking in his sneakers as they walked to the hospital, full of nurses who this bastard raped. True story.
Oh wow! How horrible that must have been for you and all those helpless victims. Incidents like these with serial rapists should never happen… especially if the rapist had been identified and never stopped. I am so sorry that this happened to all of these women and so glad that one was finally able to fight back. I hope this man was brought to justice. Thanks for sharing your story. God bless you!
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