The Taking Poem by Denice Woods

Clothes torn-
Tattered,
laying in a pool of blood and DNA on the floor
swimming in negligence.
Innocence lost,
oozing down shaking little legs,
onto the cold, hard floor.

HANDS ON:
Mauling,
Pawing,
Slapping,
Scratching,
Finally overcoming the struggle of youth,
taking away the youth-
By FORCE.
TRAINING:
Learn to take it.
Clothes on-
RIPPED OFF,
It's much easier naked.

Thoughts:
Crashing,
Burning,
In overdrive.
Not lucky enough to die.
PUNISHMENT:
Sentenced to the torture of staying alive.

Nine months pass.
CONSTANT REMINDER:
Body stretching,
Growing,
Clothes too tight-
It's showing.

Motherly love-
Lost like the innocence of youth
Mother by FORCE.


DOCTOR:
HANDS ON:
Clamps open the womb
Too tight!
Sedated-
No strength to fight
Clothes on-
Ripped off;
It's easier naked.
Tattered inside
Torn soul
Baby on the cold, hard floor
Lay in a pool of blood
Innocent NO MORE.