Elucidate

Illuminate

Compensate for the time

Stolen from me

The tears raped

 

With no delicacy

Or remorse

From my ducts

As the cold onlookers

Looked away in

Such uncomfortable silence

Turn another blind eye

No one will ever hear the cry

Unless it’s done through

All the proper channels

The proper steps to take

When someone is trying

to force and rape

and you are in alarm

that your womanly form

has come directly into

the way of harm

Of being aggravated

Complicated

Disintegrated

By a soul of tainted love

Cry fire in the building

Scream of the flames

That rip through the ceiling

Melting off the vinyl

Perhaps if you’re lucky

Someone will come

To send the man fleeing

Doubtful by and large

Since those that cause harm

Are free and clear

Clean-pressed in the court room

Smooth talking with impeccable charm

Good old boys

All American guys

Could never make a girl bleed

Or clamp a hand across the mouth

Nevermind the wetness from her crying

They could never cause an emotional break

That turn into salty tears

Of nightmares stuck

In cyclic motions

Of harsh regard.

The charges were dropped

Decisions were made

The woman has to be wrong.

How dare she wear that dress

With the revealing back?

Is the whispered response

Or those stiletto heeled shoes?

Those bunny pajamas?

The shirt of blues clues?

Shameful strumpets deserve

Each pain-riddled to turn

Ages 8 or 80 should immediately learn

Never to tempt by being around

Unless they want to feel the burn.

Does it make you feel pretty?

Do you like it rough?

I’m just going to fuck you

Be quiet I’m going to cum

Stop screaming

Don’t make me use this gun

Are the disruptions in the dream

That was once the life

Of a girl just trying to be a woman

A woman just trying to be a person

A person degraded into an

Unwilling whore

No one to save

Each mutilated babe

That is tortured

To make sure they are prevented

From tempting all the men

They are kept protected, safe from harm

Made to be averse virgins

So their husbands will know that

It’s true innocence they are purchasing

The genitalia is being stitched

So safe and pure

Until a man

Comes tumbling in

Takes the bride

And forces himself in

Destroying her insides

The blood and semen mix

In swirls of white and red

She’ll never convince anyone

That this isn’t what she earned.