On Rape – a sonnet to myself

If I could travel back now, to that day
Your childhood pure was ripped from ‘tween your thighs
I’d take your hand, and this is what I’d say:
“It’s not your fault; there is no reason why.”

I’d hold you whilst you cried, I’d mop your tears,
I’d clean the superficial wounds he left,
The other wounds were deeper, lasting years;
The pain of childhood too soon deftly cleft.

Whilst you cry out ashamed, ‘I should have fought’
I’d whisper shame is not for you to own,
The shame lives with another, with no thought
Of how they’d grow, these wicked seeds he’d sown.

It is not you, but he, who should feel guilt;
It is not your, but his, wings that should wilt.

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6 Responses to On Rape – a sonnet to myself

  1. jfb57 says:

    I’m lost for words Pooks. I hope by writing this and sharing it has eased some pain. It is also a rallying cry for all those who have been hurt and sadly will continue to at the hands of evil. xx

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  2. Charlie says:

    Extremely powerful. I salute your bravery.

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  3. Emily Webb says:

    That ending…so powerful.

    Emily Webb
    PR and Social Media Coordinator
    800.642.8399 (Ext. 38) | helphopelive.org

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  4. Annie says:

    Brave, heartbreaking and beautifully written. You show the enormity of your strength in those words. Such courage will give other Survivors hope too.
    Sending much love and respect to you on your journey.

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  5. Em says:

    thank you for giving voice to this and for sharing it with us x Em

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