The Truth Is

The truth is. You can pretty up a lie, give it lace underwear and satin coveralls but at the end of the day- It will still be a lie. A boldface lie stands in opposition To a boldface truth. The truth is not going to change because you want it to change, or because you need it to change. D. J. was raped. He was three. The rapist covered it up. He threatened D.J. The rapist clothed himself in a pink cheeked angelic facade. D.J was injured and the truth came to light. Despite D.J's pain The rapist went free. But to no avail... The truth found the rapist years later behind bars convicted of a brutal murder where he drowned a man in a lake. When a boy is raped It makes people uncomfortable. When a child is raped the wounds can crust over like a pus filled sore. D.J. still has the scars to this day. Shhhhhhh...shhhhhhhhh Don't say it. Don't talk about it and it will go away. People tried to ignore the truth- P U S H it aside, Kick it around, Wrap it up and put it out with the garbage, make excuses... But it stands today. D.J. was raped and it hurt him; it hurt us all and we tried to shush it up as a neighborhood, community, family... D. J. was raped and it hurt him and that's the truth.