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Poems About: RAPE

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  • 241.
    They Knew Of Racism

    They knew of racism and police abuse
    And for retalitation the Kellys they had an excuse
    Ned and Dan Kelly's sister Kate was raped by a man of the law
    In the dehumanizing of the Kellys that was the last straw. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 242.
    A non ashamed victim

    She has been a victim of crime
    He came up to her, demanding all she had
    Including her heart, mind, body and soul read more »

    Mitta Xinindlu
  • 243.
    How could yopu?

    How could you do such a thing?
    You treted me as some kind of garbage.
    It was as if I was a toy.
    You raped me not once. read more »

    Amy Kerswell
  • 244.
    End of Abuse

    To far away
    To be reached
    You're to far
    To hear me speak read more »

    Matt Mondschein
  • 245.
    Justication

    There is no justification.
    There was only satisfaction.
    Not for me or any of the others.
    Only you. read more »

    Amy Kerswell
  • 246.
    How could you?

    How could you do such a thing?
    You treted me as some kind of garbage.
    It was as if I was a toy.
    You raped me not once.
    Not twice but times than I can count. read more »

    Amy Louise Kerswell
  • 247.
    Go ahead mention my rape

    Go ahead mention my rape.
    You know it can happen at any time?
    Dont worry about hurting me futher.
    It cant hurt any more than being raped. read more »

    Amy Louise Kerswell
  • 248.
    You Looked On

    You looked on.
    As I was being raped.
    You were up at a hight.
    With others as well as you. read more »

    Amy Louise Kerswell
  • 249.
    The Storm, The Rapist and The Getaway

    Torrid raindrops fall outside my window pane
    The sound of the thunder slowly drives me insane

    The moonlight stretches across the sky read more »

    Mr. Poetic
  • 250.
    just for the laugh

    in my rage driven
    misinformation
    I decide to own something
    just for the laugh read more »

    celine charcoal
  • 251.
    Unbecoming

    A gunny sack was full of bleached skulls.
    What now? Do I attend the auction
    of mortal wounds in hidden valley of dust?
    The arsenal of seductive weapons was a snub read more »

    Satish Verma
  • 252.
    NORMAL?

    VERSE ONE-

    I am the quiet one
    The one who's always in the corner read more »

    Beau Bennett
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