The Rape of a Girl and a Nation
From RubDMC's Iraq War Grief Daily Witness:
Rape
by Sondra Upham
I wake to a knife
on the back of my neck,
a man's voice low
in my ear. What I am told to do,
I do. Still
the moon lights my room.
The freight of his chest
fixes me to the rough, wood floor.
His breath
brags down my throat
into my lungs, and I pray
for my soul.
I make of my body a bunker:
when he enters,
he does not touch me.
I am clean as rain.
2 Comments:
This is madness. This war is turning young men into monsters. "War is hell." That's what we'll hear from war supporters and the conservative pundits tonight. Our actions are beyond shameful in Iraq.
Good to see that rapes are being prosecuted now in Iraq. There was a time not so long ago that they weren't.
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