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.

Copyright © Rhea Daniel Dear | Year Posted 2007

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