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RAPE
Against their will, a forceful,
phallic plunder - a sick, shattering penetration, like spikes
hammered into glass. A horrified, appalling frenzy, bloody
fists driving a fragile world to ignite with insecurities, you disgusting
little perverts. May you rot in hell with the bruises, scars, and stiches
you left to survivors of your all-male swine attack.
Tied up, gagged, and beaten. They feel
dirty and violated. Your filthy sperm bounced off the back
of their uterus. Bastard, leaving her body unclean, and in need
forensic disinfection. I loathe you, who slash away natural desires
of intimacy and procreation. You sick fuck, forcing women
to plead out, please God, don’t let me be pregnant.
Positive prognosis on her total recovery, rare
as the reappearance of a mercilessly hunted species after
extinction. Touch the women I would die for and you are going
down. Dead down, for convicting them to seek refuge in the alarmed
arms of other victims. Hearts turned to petrified wood, where rage
engages sympathy from those who can never forget.
It is men who seem to manifest the nauseating diseases
of incest, sodomy and rape. You pigs who become the final destroyer
to mutilate their incredible souls. You revolting hymen stealers
who transform the sacred, Goddess granted abilities for giving birth
into tormented, confused emotions. You infuriating assholes
who deserve nothing less than your testicles snipped off.
Lost, their identities forever, stolen by you and other evil,
date rape abusers. I would give my all to be your jailer after you have
stripped the innocence of these women forever. Subjecting them
to degradation trials in a courtroom full of misrepresenting jurors,
who will never fully comprehend this heinous felony. Only one crime
transcends the barbaric act of murder itself. It is when:
You annihilate a woman’s capacity to freely give her love.
I could feel your raw rage
I could feel your raw rage towards rapists, and yet your sympathy towards their victims. Interesting poem as not many as seen on this topic, and you wrote it very well. As someone who knows the emptiness rape can cause, I want to thank you for showing other victims as well that there are men who are gallant in their beliefs and would kill to protect the women they love.
Odd, I could somehow sense
Odd, I could somehow sense bits of past terrible moments that still surface in the nooks and crannies of your poetry. I am deeply saddened that women are subjected to these things. I weep for you and others who have endured the barbarism of “some” men. I would endure a violent death myself if I could stop this type of tragedy from happening to one more woman. God/Goddess keep you safe and in comfort for all remaining days of your life. I am truly sorry for your cruel experience. I do not know what else to say, except, a woman with your extreme sensitivity, endures much, and will remember always her walks through hell. I wish I could take that burden from you. Peace.