Your Rape (poem) by Jerry P. Bolton on AuthorsDen

Your Rape
by Jerry P. Bolton → (All Poetry by Jerry P. Bolton)
Friday, October 12, 2018 Rated "PG" by the Author.

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in the conduit of sensitivity pecking order discombobulates empty like drained blood ripped from virtuousness zillions scream with similar fates inside you covered with dry rot fear flays the spot in your throat caught silence profound mental cobwebs break and snap horror, pain, juxtaposed with love smiling over brown teeth behind eyes endless turbulence anger tears long ago dried the midnight hour time to devour cry out not used-to-be soft eyes, hope emptied mute shrieks come from within subdued by the wound like a piece of inert wood heart thudding , object of night you call your God to run roughshod sandpaper tongue brutal fetid beast groan into tender soft tissue weight insupportable hands stretched out, held immobile struggle pointless oh, he is mean to helpless queen try to think Jesus of Nazareth mummy always tells you sweetness is the way little girls life should be Jesus Christ Almighty you can't breathe Sunday School song does not belong mouth glued to mouth harsh tongue for you to suck better that than . . . voices deep inside insanely shriek mammoth, hairy chest heaves over you panting like the dog he is born to be had by your own dad his face pasty and gray staring into her eyes, centuries-old lust tongue withdrawn reared back his face, screamed and did-it suddenly looked old helpless, frightened now that it is finished your mother knows but lets it go ©December 3, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton

Reviewed by Duke LaRance

Reviewed on October 21, 2018

Sandie was right on the money with her comment. I can't add another word.

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on October 17, 2018

Cut my heart like a knife, I don't even know what to say, so powerful.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on October 16, 2018

Something must be done to bring about conscious awareness to incest/rape. It is a gruesome thing but it is a fact. These girls are scared for life and need help building up their self esteem. You come out and say what others only dare to think!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 14, 2018

A gruesome reality brought to light through your tough words. Few could write it better in a more gut wrenching way. It will not stop rape from happening. But it will energize the movement to end rape once and for all.

Ron

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on October 13, 2018

You've addressed one of the most egregious problems facing a populace that doesn't seem to desire a change in the way rape is dealt with... at least not from an education/governance point of view.

Reviewed by John Herlihy

Reviewed on October 12, 2018

Some pretty vivid imagery in this rough and tumble poem.

PS: What's with the date. You writing into the future?

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce

Many mothers know about what goes on, but they pretend not knowing. It's sad, but true.

Sandie