#metoo?
She felt that pain where he had been
and did not know the words for what
he had done.
She only knew that she was bleeding,
broken and bewildered.
Pushed to the margins
by a monster,
thrust to the edge
by an evil beyond words.
Adults spoke words like,
horror, hospital, stitching, child bearing
while her mind had stopped,
and a grey mist took her.
A life sentence was hers
and he went to jail,
for a part of his
pushed to the margins by
his crime,
but easy with his own
society of depravity.
#metoo is easy to write.
To live with a reoccurring
nightmare of fear,
guilt undeserved
and dislocation
worthy of a medal,
worthy of honour
worthy of applause
takes courage,
but often unrecognised
untold
for the words
to explain
are always beyond
the child.
