Who knows what to say to the victim
In the face of a violent rape?
Or the family?
Silence screams.
A victim cries.
Silent Screams.
Those odd moments when
violence roared...
We crept out the window
over the roof
and dropped to the ground
Her brother screamed.
Her brother screamed.
"Don't tell..."
Silence Screamed.
I rode by when he stood
like death as the whip
sliced.
No one stopped.
No one talked.
Silence Screamed.
My moments under a whip
I blessed my mother
for screaming curses
that her mother didn't
when blows fell.
Silence screams.
Violent moments when
a child is raped
in the name of love
or anger, always with pain.
Destroying trust.
Enveloping fear.
Silent Screams.
Silence Screams.
Confronted by that
screaming victim,
You, unhurt,say nothing,
do nothing, and
Silence Screams.
Madness, Death,
Violence reigns.
Silence Screams.
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Oh, when a violent assault occurs in the family even if the violence is done to the emotions and not to the body, the repercussions are going to affect that family for years to come, let alone when the crime is forced entry and some of the victims decide not to talk, but the courage of the one who insists on a chance for justice may become victimized again by society but this is the only way that the violent can be discouraged enough.
ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful poem. You really get the feeling of the violence toward the innocent, and how hard it must be to go on and life life as normal as possible. You are a strong poet Ann. You tackle the unthinkable. Kudos.
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