sexualviolence
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Powering my rage -
I am walking down the street,
Summer evening light,
Still warm
Dozy, disgusting, disheveled
From the day and the drive,
And I hear
THE COMMENT.
Content notice: Violence against people of color,
people with disabilities, trans wimmin, and gender
nonconforming people; allusion to suicide,
sexual violence, and genocide. End of content notice.
I have a few things left that I need to let go. The scar tissue tells the story that I haven't told. I didn't know it was human trafficking. Picked us up dropped us off, motivated us to sell their magazine's.
all of my life, i heard shh, no, shh
why is no easier to say for you than it was for me
?
i grew up with people telling me "shh"
This is a rape poem
but i am male
impossible you say
fuck you
i trusted this man
he was my friend
a few years older
we played hide and seek
with the rest of our friends
"Ok, she admitted Mommy you were right.Something unrealized until there was absence of light.Every word her mother said kept running through her head.
He says that I’m too sensitive
As our friends cheer on to his venomous jest
It’s just a joke, bud, lighten up (I’m incensed)
Ring-ding-dong
A man casts a shadow upon the lawn.
Ring-ding-dong
To her chamber he is drawn.
Ring-ding-dong
A kiss he gently lays upon,
Ring-ding-dong
The brow of beauty long foregone.
One day I hope they'll see
this is just a sad part of me
their hearts I do not mean to break
I do it for my own souls sake
I want to smile and often do
except for when I think of you
