Stalker Story: Verdict Unsafe

Stalker Story: “Verdict Unsafe”

 

Matt Burbidge:

Come on at me,

Let’s at it

You stupid, sick bitch

I will tie tight your heart,

You’ll watch as I self screw you,

In my pit

You may have all else fooled,

As Miss Cool, As Miss Calm,

But we both know the truth,

You’re scared stiff of my art

Oh, Judy, I hate you, though mean you no harm,

It’s my right to loathe you,

When in your arms breaks my heart

You may call me self serving,

To want you as mine

But like the girl that man screwed,

YOU’RE WORTH NOTHING!

Pretty, you may be,

And smart you are too

But at the same time you’re a woman,

Less, and less is thought of you

Away I’ve slaver since that day,

And lay the blame at your feet

For being so stupid,

You will pay with defeat

Oh, Judy, I loathe you, I want to skin you alive,

Right after I’m done screwing,

With what’s left of your life

 

I am someone who sees you,

For the bitch that you are

You may have all else fooled,

You’re Miss Cool, You’re Miss Calm

I have slaved for the rights,

To loathe you, you slut

I have starved for these rights,

As a good policeman should

Oh, Judy, I’ll hurt you if of my heart you let go,

You will cry out my name, in your dreams,

I’m your ghost

 

So, Jude, the way I choose to loathe you,

Is with a fist into the face

You’re running scared along these pavements,

Don’t you fucking run away!

Banished from the Malworth Mafia,

You! I’m fucking blaming you!

Can’t you see, I’m bastard scarred?

Soon, Jude, you all will know my name,

And soon you all will know the truth

 

Jude, from whom you all rely on for integrity,

Is nothing but a bit of skirt

Fun to play with, Waste a day with,

But hardly worth much more

Her beauty is there, no-one can compare,

But let’s be fair,

As a woman, that is all she has

She won’t be as pretty,

When one day she turns sixty,

She’s a slag

 

Narrator:

Now, let’s take a break from this play,

And move onto a different scene

Judy, recognise her? Our hero,

Brought back by Burbidge’s plea

He pleads it’s his right,

To feed the fuel to the hate

Of Judy’s late to react, it’s her final day

Stay still on your feet, step away from the street,

Hold your heart close to your throat

Yes, kind hearted fools may fall for mistakes,

But it’s better to be kind,

To be fooled, than to fake,

Now…

Let’s take a break from this exchange

 

From behind he grabs her,

She has no time to react, the room is spinning circles,

Round her,

As little Ginny loses grip

There’s nobody to save her

Drummond who stood above her,

Watched as she tried to stray herself free,

But Ginny saw no sense in fighting

Alone, she froze, bruised and battered on her knees

Drummond her worshipped Matt Burbidge,

A predator,

Who hated women, just as much as he did,

Determined to prove himself a contender,

He slid his fist across Ginny’s skin

Caught in the act,

Locked away for two years

Then out of prison he came back,

To fuel Judy with fear

 

Judy:

It hurts to feel,

As all threatened my life

The sore strip heals,

But the heart bleeds won’t change my life

 

Narrator:

Judy stood shaken,

As Drummond’s voice is heard through the phone,

She hid from him once,

He’s coming back, and back for more

The world on her spits her, hits her,

And it shakes her

As Judy lay low to battle her demon,

Little Ginny lay still on her bathroom floor

Bruised and battered, poor girl,

Could stand up no longer

She was their’s,

With whom they could do as they pleased,

As away she runs

She falls to her knees,

From a distance, she hears the sound of feet,

Approach her with ease

But you see, Ginny, was a harmless girl,

Bulletproof, she’d been through Hell

And as this figure approached her,

She lay still, with her head in her hands

The girl just lay there bothered by the rules of

Malworth - what a shocker

Where the men, they rule the streets,

And exploit her to the highest bidder,

But don’t detonate yourself into the prospect of reality,

Just yet, as these men are here to hire you,

Screw it, Ginny, that’s your role,

You’re facing karma

For being such a slut some men will find attractive

She looked up to face her fate,

But instead, she found someone understanding

 

Judy Hill, she was a DI,

Who has since stood at five foot five

She, a woman, determined to save this soul,

From messing up her life

“It’s okay,” said Jude, with her arms wrapped tight,

As the girl sat beside her was drenched,

Scared she was,

Shakes lightly, as she is held in her arms,

“You’re safe now, I’m here”