How could he

How could he

How could he do it I do not know,
I wanted to kill the little so and so.
What he did was not right,
Not today or any other night.

I feel so hurt by what he did,
for even at nineteen she is still a kid.
My own daughter is only fourteen,
It could have been her know what I mean.

Rape can there be a harsher crime,
It is the victim who suffers a long time.
There is no punishment that is good enough,
Maybe a room of mothers let them do their stuff.

So listen fathers around this land,
Do me a favour and take your son in hand.
Women need to feel that they can trust us still,
It could be your son that I have to kill.

For if it was him who raped my daughter,
He'd be like a lamb ready for the slaughter.
So help me out and do me a favour,
Let's make this land a little safer.