Molested

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Molested

By Karyn Indursky

 

 

The girl exchanged words with her brother. 
He said sexual things. She rode him off. 
He persisted to say these things. She tried to 
tell him he couldn't do that to her. He forced 
her on the brown carpeted floor. She fought him. 
She lost. He won. He pulled her shirt up. She fought 
him harder. She lost. He made her white innocent 
developing teenage breast bare. She fought him more and harder 
She lost. He encircled her bare breast in his mouth. 
She fought him more and more. She lost. He sucked 
on it. She fought him. He won. He continued to do 
it. She hated it. She hated him. He eventually stopped. He got up. 
She laid there feeling dirty, ever so dirty. 
She hated it. She hated him. She hated the world. 
She told her Mom. Her Mom merely talked to him. 
Nothing changed. All was lost. She was lost. 
The world meant nothing. She meant nothing. 
Her body meant nothing. Everything had changed in 
one day. She was molested.

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AquarianMale's picture

  I can almost feel the

 

I can almost feel the somber lingering of this poem's pain. One can only hope this brother grows up with the conscience and integrity to be repentant as well as remorseful. Hopefully he becomes mature enough to face his own inadequacy and fears with the courage to say he is sorry. There is few things in this world more vile than stealing the protection, safety, integrity, rights and morality of a woman who tells any man - NO!

 

Poetic_Eyes's picture

that's true

that's true. i wrote from 3rd poem perceptive for a reason. spreading awareness of various types of abuse is a step towards ending it. that's why i've chosen to write so many poems about various forms of it and one is entitled "spreading awareness."