Rape Is Ugly And Violent Poem by James McLain

Once I was beautiful
I had friends
looking down on what
I once was
I mustn't unring
their bell.

I over heard our priest
say
that everything happens
for a reason.

Once when someone broke
into our church
and stole our television
he said
that they needed it worse
than U.S.

Before the aftermath, after
the water
came crashing down on the
rock's,
I could not hear the waves.

My mind was crushed, my soul
was robbed,
robbed of the light and this
chocolate body you see,
was once as pure as yours.