Rape

A Suicide Note

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Pain in the soul

Your love was like a knife

Driven deep into my life

But when you took it away,

I wished it could stay

I tried to be a shadow, unnoticed and unseen

And when I saw you, I didn't think you were mean

The most beautiful boy I'd ever met

I loved it when you talked to me, and yet

I was scared at your house

When you stared at my blouse

When you smiled it didn't reach your eyes

And that's when I saw all your lies

So I ran to the razor to cut my wrists

Now I'm a name on your ex girls list

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Wrote this about a girl I know when she tried to die.  She is one off my good friends 

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Tears Are Blue

 

.....(photo is of the Havasu Falls in Havasu Canyon, Arizona,

deep within the crevices of the Earth, in the United States Of America)...

 

.....................

 

Watching it all drifting away,

I am frozen, remembering her pain.

 

The rapists had come and gone,

Taking her beloved twins into the darkness forever,

Cutting the hearts from the children that were left,

The dagger of death,

Forcing them to witness, over and over again,

As the helpless babes tumbled into the earth from whence they came.

 

Dust to ashes, …ashes to dust.

 

And the words drift across my mind illusively,

Like a hologram,

Escaping from the crevices where the meaning of it all resides…

     ….the place where real freedom truly abides.

 

.............

 

 

Copyright 2002

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this in 2001, actually. It is a part 3 of 3 parts. I was inspired to post it after reading Astral_Tides poem: http://www.postpoems.org/authors/astral_tides/poem/962615

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Legal Rape

 

 

......................

 

families gather in a place of condemnation,

weary, excited, downtrodden, in a 'fair and equal' nation,

look foward to a day, when they see the face of a loved one,

behind a plexiglass window framed in steel, with the aura of being 'under a gun',

little ones elated, of the day they see daddy's face,

it matters not to them, they must be in this place,

just a look, a glimpse, of so much time lost,

and mothers, sisters and brothers, all pay the cost,

arrive at the gate, the car is searched,

and in the distance, the attack dogs, hungrily perched,

the car is dismantled, and questions of interrogation,

what are these pennies for? (i didn't know i needed a reason).

reaching the entryway, a small piece of material is given,

we ask, 'what is this for'? (no answer--excuse me for livin'),

one woman steps up to be searched for the visit,

"rub that piece of material across you breasts, ma'am", (what? this seems illicit!),

she complies, without complaint, because the kids want to see dad,

and now, she too, has been made to feel she is bad,

the other officers gawk, they seem to be enjoying this,

some even appear they'd love to give her a kiss,

little ones stare, they don't know of mama's shame,

mama says to them "oh honey, the nice man's just playing a game",

he takes the material, and places in a machine,

the drug test comes up negative, his face gets mean,

he tells her, "no, wait, miss!!! you can't go!" (it's like a threat),

"you must now rub it between your legs, we're not done with you yet!",

the woman looks at me, her face is beet red,

we all feel helpless, in shock, we can't believe what he said,

she takes the piece of material, and rubs it between her thighs,

he says "no not like that! higher!" (and this poor lady begins to cry),

he doesn't apologize, or have any sensitivity that what he's doing is rape,

his fears have swallowed him completely, 

our mouths are agape,

we all go through this process, feeling so violated, and psychologically torn,

then we force the smiles on our faces, we can't complain or mourn,

and this is just one ingenious scheme, an obstacle, one tactic,

that divides families who have someone in prison--(yes, you're right, it's sick),

had i not seen it with my own eyes, how these innocent people were made to sob,

why on earth do they have these obstacles and these people in these jobs?

so the one time these people get to see their loved one in a year,

they go through the entire visit, feeling bad, ashamed, and in fear.

 

9:36 AM 7/12/2013 ©

 

...................

the one commonly referred to as 'god'

 

 

 

 

you say you love your god

but you murder him every day

you rape him 

 

you tear the fingernails off

his loving hands

one by one, like lashes to your own back

 

and you 'know not what you do'

 

and destroy what has been given

so freely, and so lovingly

with your blame

 

you say he lives

his spirit is alive

you say he was a man

 

like yourself and your brother

a man that walked this earth

making footprints in the sand

 

and then you glorify his very death

over and over and over again

for the sake of your own unaccountability

 

do you also remember others 

passed on 

in this way?

 

i love you

and sometimes love is painful

but love goes on

 

jesus died and for me

he rests in the same peace he 

walked upon this earth

 

and his love

lives on in us all

love lives on

 

and on

and on

and on

 

my god is love

and i...love you

and that is how i share my god

 

 

 

 

4:18 PM 7/5/2013

 

©

 

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ODE TO DAMINI

WOMEN ARE STILL UNSAFE-INDIAN JUDICIARY IS
STILL LAZY
PRIVATE BUSES ARE PLYING UNSAFE ALL OVER INDIA
WOMEN IN BANGALORE BUSES ARE GETTING MOLESTED BY GOVERNMENT BUS CONDUCTORS
THE MONEY WE SPEND ON CHIEF JUSTICES OF COURTS IS NOT GIVING JUSTICE TO THE CRORES OF THE PEOPLE OF INDIA????SHOULD NOT THE COURTS WORK 24 X7X365 DAYS????

DEAR CHIEF JUSTICEJI….WHETHER YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO TAKE HOLIDAYS LIKE SUNDAY?
YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO HOLIDAY SIR???????
PLEASE RESIGN FROM YOUR JOB IF YOU CANNOT RUN THE COURTS 365 DAYS
IN THIS COUNTRY
DO YOU KNOW SIR?????
UNFORTUNATELY-CRIMINALS WORK ROUND THE CLOCK
CRIMES HAPPEN
ACCIDENTS HAPPEN ROUND THE CLOCK
FORTUNATELY
SIR
DO YOU KNOW THAT
THE SAFE GUARDERS OF THE NATION
POLICE STATIONS RUN 24X7X 365 DAYS
HOSPITALS-CASUALTY RUNS 24X7 X 365 DAYS
ARMY WORKS 24X7X365 DAYS
EVEN OUR SOME TEMPLES WORK 24 X7 X 365
BUT TEMPLES OF JUSTICE SLEEP
TEMPLES OF JUSTICE IN INDIA GO FOR VACATIONS
WHEN CRORES OF CASES ARE PENDING
YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SLEEP????
WHEN THEY SHOULD NOT VACATION SIR-
OUR COURTS GO ON VACATION
IN SUMMER
OUR INDIAN CHIEF JUSTICE GO TO FOREIGN TRIPS,LAW MINISTER GOES TO TRIPS……
OUR PROSECUTORS GO ON TRIPS
AND ENJOY VACATIONS ….AT TAX PAYERS EXPENSE….???
AND ENJOY VACATIONS….DURING WINTER HOLIDAYS OF THE COURTS???
HOW CAN THIS TAX-PAYER PROVIDED HOLIDAYS BE ALLOWED????
ESPECIALLY
WHEN CRORES OF CRIMINAL AND CIVIL CASES ARE PENDING???
SIR,
NEWS CHANNELS ARE MAKING MONEY OVER WOMEN AND THEIR CRIMES
THE HINDU NEWSPAPER SHALL CARRY BOLD ADVERTISEMENTS 
OF WOMENS UNDER GARMENTS
IN THE SAME PAPER….ALONGSIDE THE RAPE REPORTING…..
SUCH INSENSITIVITY SHALL GO ON?????
THIS IS INDIA
CRIMINAL AND CIVIL CASES WILL DRAG ON FOR YEARS
RECENTLY DELHI COURTS HAVE EXPRESSED HELPLESS NESS
OVER CRIMINAL LEGISLATORS
SAYING WE HAVE NO POWER OVER CRIMINALS PRESENT IN ASSEMBLIES AND PARLIAMENTS, of India
THIS IS INDIA….A REPUBLIC??????
THIS COUNTRY….IS ONLY FOR THE RICH
WE NEVER GOT INDEPENDENCE FROM THE ARISTOCRATS-in reality sires?????
THIS IS AN ARTIFICIAL DEMOCRACY??????
WE DON’T GET OUR DOCUMENTS ON TIME
WE ASK INFORMATION TO THE MEDICAL COUNCIL OF INDIA UNDER RIGHT TO INFORMATION ACT
BUT THE MEDICAL COUNCIL OF INDIA SLEEPS ON THE APPLICATIONS
AND WORST THING IS
IT DOES MISAPPROPRIATE OUR APPLICATION MONEY TOO….
SUCH A LEECH
THIS IS OUR DEMOCRACY???
YES
OUR NATION
IS FULL OF PROCRASTINATORS…..IN THE NAME OF LAW
THE COURTS SHALL PROCRASTINATE
IN THE NAME OF COMMITTEES THE EDUCATION SHALL SUFFER
THE UNIVERSITIES PROCRASTINATE….
EVERY WHERE THE PROCRASTINATION, CORRUPTION, DELAYING TACTICS
ARE PART OF GOVERNANCE
THIS IS DEMOCRACY???
THIS IS SIGN OF A REPUBLIC?????
SHOULD NOT INDIA IMPROVE ITSELF???
SHOULD WE NOT CALL BACK OUR RAPIST MEMBERS OF THE PARLIAMENT???
THE COURTS SAY
WE
ARE HELPLESS
RAPISTS SHALL LEGISLATE THE ANTI-RAPE LAWS
THIS IS THE FATE OF THIS REPUBLIC???
THEN IS THIS A REPUBLIC????
THAT IS WHY IN THE COUNTRY
NOTHING WILL MOVE WELL???
In spite of Damini being butchered on the streets of Delhi
In spite of this Khairlanji victim- the oppressed will never get their justice
Such wretched-is the system-we have created over 60 plus years of the republic
THAT INDEED THE POOR ARE NOT FREE WITHIN INDIA….EVERY ONE KNOWS THIS MADAM LEADER OF THE OPPPOSITION,
MADAM WHO RULES THIS PROGRESSIVE ALLIANCE TOO KNOWS THIS
THIS IS THEIR HELPLESSNESS TOO…
THAT WOMEN CAN’T BE SAFE GUARDED BY COURTS, 
LAWS, 
OR BY POLICE
Then
THESE INSTITUTIONS CAN’T SAVE THE WOMEN CENT PER CENT?
IS VIOLENCE BY THE VICTIM THE ONLY ANSWER?
IS RETRIBUTION A WAY TO GET JUSTICE???????
DEAR CHIEF JUSTICEJI….
YOUR COURTS ARE NOT DOING THEIR HONEST JOBS….REGARDING CRIMES ON WOMEN
BUSES ARE PLYING-FILLED WITH MOLESTORS STILL???
THE CONDUCTORS ARE NOT PREVENTING MOLESTATIONS
THE PRIVATE BUS DRIVERS ARE TURNING RAPISTS IN DELHI??
DEAR MEDICAL COUNCIL PRESIDENTJI….
YOUR MEDICAL COLLEGES AND SUPERSPECIALITY HOSPITALS- 
ARE NOT EXAMINING WOMEN VICTIMS ON PRIORITY BASIS
YOUR MEDICAL COLLEGES ARE DILLYDALLYING ON ACID ATTACK VICTIMS????
THE MONEY WE SPEND ON CHIEF JUSTICES OF COURTS IS NOT 
GIVING JUSTICE TO THE CRORES OF THE PEOPLE OF INDIA????
SHOULD NOT THE COURTS WORK 24 X7X365 DAYS????
DEAR CHIEF JUSTICEJI….WHETHER YOU HAVE THE RIGHT OT TAKE HOLIDAYS LIKE SUNDAY?
WHEN CRORES OF CRIMINAL AND CIVIL CASES ARE PENDING???
WHY DOES NOT THE COURT OF INDIA 
STARTING WITH CHIEF JUSTICE OF INDIA WORK ON SUNDAYS???
IS THIS NOT GIVING CREDENCE TO THE LAZINESS WITHIN THE LEGAL SYSTEM????
THERE IS NO INTERNAL DEMOCRACY WITHIN INDIA
THE OPRESSED ARE SUBJUGATED TO KHAIRLANJI TYPE CRIMES
THE RAPISTS OF MADHYA PRADESH GET PROMOTIONS AS POLICEMEN
Such wretched is the helpless democracy
Where we need to get back the tribal laws
Eyes for eye and tooth for tooth should be the law
As 
COURTS DO NOT FUNCTION SWIFTLY
IN THIS COUNTRY
AS ADMITTED BY RETIRED JUSTICE SANTOSH HEGDEJI…..
SO THE INDIAN COURTS ARE NOT DOING THEIR JOBS….
ANOTHER JUSTICE OF THE BANGALORE COURT HAS SAID….LAWYERS ARE 
DOING SOME ILLEGAL THINGS REGARDING WOMEN…..
SUCH ALLEGATIONS 
HAVE NOT BEEN INVESTIGATED????
WELL…..THIS WILL REQUIRE MANY MORE DAMINI TYPE INCIDENTS TO SET RIGHT OUR 
JUDICIAL SYSTEM?????
Dear countrymen and women
Let the nation know that still
The women of this country are not safe
And cannot roam alone
On the streets-of villages or towns
And rapes do occur
Molestations do occur
Unless women of this valiant nation-show courage
Let our women get the licensed arms and right to maim the molesters
Give them guns-to shoot out the molesters
Give them the amendments-and help them protect against
Invaders of their privacy
Let the women be handed over the rapists
And affected women shall decide retribution-not the judge in his air-conditioned chamber
Not the prime minister in his air-conditioned and super protected vehicles
Not the minister of justice who gets the Z class security….
Affected women can decide about the punishment to give to the rapist, 
the molestor,the acid thrower
Not the leader of the opposition who roams with thousands of supporters to help her in lokasabha or elsewhere…
For nothing will happen to these devine souls
ALL PROBLEMS ..ARE FOR SMALL PEOPLE
THE ORDINARY CITIZENS OF INDIA
A SO CALLED REPUBLIC….
WHERE RAPES OCCUR IN PUBLIC BUSES…
PEOPLE SMOKE IN PUBLIC PLACES
PEOPLE SPIT IN RAILWAY PLATFORMS
WHERE PEOPLE SMOKE IN JUDICIAL CHAMBERS
WHERE RAPISTS BECOME ASSEMBLY MEMBERS, AND PARLIAMENTARIANS
WHERE ALL PROBLEMS..ARE FOR SMALL PEOPLE
THE ORDINARY CITIZENS OF INDIA
A SO CALLED REPUBLIC….

Author's Notes/Comments: 

INDIAN JUDICIARY NEEDS A OVERHAUL.THE JUDICIARY IS SIMPLY LAZY,NOT WORKING 100%

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Rape.

For what reason did you think you had the right?
I said no and fought with all my might.
You didn't listen, for you didn't really care.
You laced your fingers around the small of my back which was bare.
Then pushed yourslf into what could never belong to you..
Your grip was hard as you told me what to do.
The more I tried to resist, the more it hurt inside.
All that was left to do was to sit, and wait, and cry.
You pound my body and go deeper.
You had become my innocence reaper.
With every passing second the pain didnt go away..
The panting in my ears, you whispering for me to stay.
You took without remorse.
You gave me no choice.
I will never forget the pain I heard in your voice.
When you were finished you left me there alone.
You took the only thing I had left, and could ever call my own.

Wake UP!

Wake Up! Wake UP! No more sleeping in bed
Little Peter is crying he needs to be fed

Angie is failing she can’t even read
This problem exists because she is poor- that’s what her teacher now believes

We are failing our children while we lie asleep
Our family structure is failing and is proven to be weak.

Wake Up! Wake Up! Mother while Peter is being raped
By the same man you love and claim it’s you that he dates

Wake! Wake Up! Dad your daughter is growing old
She needs a man in her life – so she sleeps with the addict who treats her cold…

Wake Up mom and dad no more thinking about you
But instead of our children whose thoughts are misconstrued

The alarm clock has gone off- No more sleeping in bed
Let’s save the children we have left
‘Cause half of our children are already dead.

Wake Up!!!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Wake up is a powerful piece screaming the needs of some of our children. Wake up has been described as the perfect wake up call for those caring for children. It is a great gift for someone in the social services field; teachers or any persons providing the needs of our children

My Dreams

I yawn and turn over in bed.
Can't sleep.
Again.

Downstairs the TV is on
And I can hear you calling names
Of players in your never-ending game.
You cheer and wake up my brother
But you don't realize it.
The TV is up too high.

So I stand to take care of the child
But he falls silent
So I return to bed
And pull the blanket up over my head
And curl into a tight ball
For protection from my dreams.

Your heavy footsteps outside of my door
Drag just enough to tell me you're sober
But not enough to tell me whether you
Plan to take my innocence again,
What's left of it, anyway.

Slight fluctuations in your breath that I
Pretend I can detect.
My mind flashes to the clock on the nightstand.
Red blinking numbers that tell the time
Reliably.
Readily.

I can feel the cold knife of air pass under the sheets
And back up to clip the back of my neck and intensify
My shaking, which was caused by you're presence in this room.

A thousand frozen needles cutting my flesh
As you pull back the red blanket and
Lie down without a word behind me.

For a moment you wait, calm fluttering in my chest turns to acid
Running through my lungs. Your hands are gentle at first, as they
Peel me out of my enclosed shape. You smile and leave saliva on my neck
As if I was your wife, and not your daughter . Am I your daughter? I might as well not be.

Lying in your arms I used to be safe, when I was small and would climb in beside you
After a nightmare, when the memory was fresh in my mind of being shot through the chest
And you would always hold me and tell me everything would be okay. Did you believe yourself?

Hands all over me, like raindrops or a shower running over my skin. You might as well be made of fire.
I can't help but feel like this s what I want. Can't help but feel like sex with you isn't that bad. Is it
Because I'm used to it? Used to you? I used to go somewhere else in my mind but now I
Stay here mentally with you as you find what you were looking for between my legs
And move your hands back and forth over it, preparing me for what you'll do.

I can't do anything but stare at the clock and be glad it'll all be over soon.
You line yourself up with me and it doesn't hurt anymore, I just feel
A slight pressure as you press your hands to my hips to hold me
Steady. Your body rocks sideways, I'm amazed you can do
This in such an odd position. Usually we've flipped by
Now. Now? Now you swallow hard and I can feel
Saliva running down your throat and my neck
And other fluids running from lower places
Onto the sheet; it'll stain slightly lighter
Than the blanket originally was....

You grunt and moan as you hit the brink of
Your moment in the sun, and as you step away
There's a glow coming from your body. Leftover
From when you finished your task.

You leave me to clean up,
To pass out even though I'm
Covered in both of our sweat and
Saliva and blood from where you bit me,
Semi-white liquid left for me to dispose of.

But I don't clean up.
I'm too exhausted.
I can't move, really.
As I catch my breath,
Exhaustion
Puts
Me
To
S
L
E
E
P
.

original poem by: Katie Menzies
(c) 2011-ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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THAT DASH!

That’s the dash,
That dashed that day,
That that dude dowsed Dan.
Dan, dazed, dove deep down;
Down that dam that drank deaths.

That dash did daze those days,
Those days that those Danes died.
Those Danes’d dug deep down,
Down that deep damsel’s ditch,
Doing those deals that dazed them.
That ditch doubled her dam,
Double-double, drilling did them dull.

Duck deal doled deep down…
Damsels doled dick’s doze,
Dan’s dudes drilled deep down,
Doubling that dash did them dull,
Dane death those dudes thought;
But French death Dan’s dudes done.

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