Rape Poem by Sharron Stephenson
Rape
whispers of heat clouds if cold
movies to cry pens to write the soul
memories of lines cars ice cream and control
lies are told to protect
music loud to drown the slaps and rape
hitch and no-where to run now and ever
the last wish
I was never born or lived
Really very heart wrenching write. In a short poem you have brought the reality in to mind of readers. Thanks for sharing.
A powerful write on rape Vividly portrayed and conveyed. Liked the closure lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 3:04:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A crime of power shredding the soul of the victim. A moving poem.