Society Lies
My best friend got raped by a man she knew
He covered her mouth and whispered in her ear and then he came inside her
Now we are sitting here without a plan wondering when or how are we supposed to get out of this mess
Waiting on her next period hoping that it came
It’s 2012 and my family just got bigger
An my brother in law whom I devoted my love too cause he was my brother
Stretch out his hands and told me to be quiet and spoke words of distaste and now
Tell no one for sure they would not understand
Now my sister is pregnant and
I’m too young to understand why it aches in my thighs but they won’t understand so I must lie, I must lie
It’s 2015 and I’m dating a guy and I hold his hand and he whispers in my ears
But why does it still ache in my thighs so I lie because I must lie
It’s 2018 and I’ll always be afraid of the fact that I can’t swim
And the crash of every wave will forever haunt me in my sleep
For as long as I live
It’s 2019 and I have a boyfriend and I live like a queen because I’ve been achieving my dreams
But the crash of the wave still haunts me in my dreams
I’m invincible and so damn naïve I believed I was protected because I lived on a screen
Because no one would dare violate me again
I’ve earned that much
Until a man I don’t know touched my leg
But I don’t want that I just wanted to wear my short dress
And I wake up the next morning and I find myself in a trance
Because the crash of the wave still haunts me in my dreams
And the boyfriend I have he won’t understand
There is blood everywhere but is it mines
It’s just the death of yet another loves’ live
Hold on a minute.
I’ve worked every day of my life to be where I am
I’ve pied the piper and lived out my dreams
Decorated my pain
And showed up in vain
So what do you mean this happened to me
You can’t put your hands on me
I’m supposed to be safe now.
I’ve earned it.
And it’s 2020 and I’ve realized that nobody is safe as long as she is alive,
And every friend that I have has a story like mine
So listen and be a voice for those that have prisoned lips
Even for those that had to grow up to young
For every story counts,
For every voice should be heard
And every woman should be safe someday
But today isn’t that day and who knows when it would be!
Copyright © Ashallah Adolphus | Year Posted 2020
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