I am not a Monster

Malicious laughter
grating in ear
hair gripped tight
hands grabbing
holding
pulling free
tearing clothing off
taking what does not belong
nor freely given.
Heavy breath
face pressed to concrete
tears
unshed
glitter on lashes
bite marks
guttural moan
you are done with me.
Little white boy
daddy’s paid
cronies bought
rape
turned into…..
between two drunken teens.
Liar
liar
pants on fire
you heard me say no…..
you heard me say no motherfucker 
two more times.
Innocent you are
judged so
by misogynistic men
with black skeletons
dastardly sins
locked in their own closets.
You begged.
You pleaded.
You screamed no.
Over…..
and over…..
and over.
Imploring with me
mouthing false apologies
thinking to sway
my soft feminine heart.
Walked away
heard the piteous moan
so unlike the one
you made
taking from me
safety
peace of mind.
I am not a monster.
Called an ambulance I did
vigilante justice
you will never
ever
hurt another woman again.
©Feb. 8/20
Picture via Pintrest

Recompense

Prancing.
Dancing.
Tumble out of the way
here comes the court clown
dressed in a gown
ready to play.
Fat.
Rich.
Bloated they sit
staring
wondering
puzzled
at what he may say.
‘Hear ye
hear ye
Gentleman
Lads
Ladies
all shall we include
I have an announcement to make.’
Heads begin to turn
eyes narrowed in fear
his whiplash tongue
had been known to
destroy
raze
devastate
men stronger in power
men stronger in riches
men stronger in their supreme courts
than he will ever be.
‘Time has come to make recompense
for all the evil you have done.
Eradicating
denying
eliminating
laws that discredit you
ideas you do not like
whole groups of people
censored
when they speak the truth.’
With all eyes upon
he turned
walking away
leaving mouths agape
hearts racing
brains churning
at what he meant.
What he left them with
was a fear so great
nothing more needed to be done.
What scenarios they imagined
would be far worse than he could do.
Oct.3/18
Photo by TETrebbien on Unsplash