Rape Breaks the Pride of Angels
A Poem About Saving a Victim of Rape
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'Help me!' she tries to say but the words are trapped inside,too scared to even whisper. "My dear why do you hide?"Across her fragile body the jagged scars all showyet she says nothing. "You hurt, is that not so?"
She looks at me with pale blue eyes, the emptiness shines bright.Yet the yearning for help appears brighter than the night."Why do you not speak out, my love?" She turns her head away.I know inside she's screaming, yet nothing does she say.
Her clothes are torn and tattered, the tears dried on her face.In her hand a fragment of material, a now brown piece of lace.She grasps it tight in her dirty hand. 'My mom,' she manages to say.She must have grabbed the lace as 'he' took her away.
This glitter of broken hope curls up in front of me.I'm watching her drowning in this silent-tortured sea."Give me your hand, my love, I'll help you win this fight.Please, I can help you! I'll lead you to the light."
How could he have done that? He's taken all her prideand left her soul-dead. Thrown her to the side.She slowly reaches out, I gently take her handand slowly pull her up. Help her take a stand.
"We will bring him to justice. He won't do this again.His reign of rape is over. It has come to an end."For the first time in forever, her lips twist to a smile."Yes, my dear, it's over. Leave all this torture behind."
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Jamie Wills
I'm in love with the eloquence of English. The right words strung together can cause ones imagination to run wild.
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