When will tolerance prevail? Hearts fill with loving acceptance? We, humans, learn that we are all human, not good or bad, just different from each other. My heart longs for human rights for all.
Wrapped up in smoke,
Robbed of its smiles,
My city seems shrunk,
Sucked off its warmth,
It lies deserted tonight…
Walls of trust have been shattered,
Humanity questioned,
My city weeps,
As its men continue to gruesomely depict their overflowing sexual appetite,
Abuse their manhood,
To forcefully tear apart women,
Inflict pain and shame…
My city weeps,
For the girl writhing in pain,
She has already bled enough,
Paid her price for being a woman,
For not doling out her honor to strangers,
For not bowing down to their belief,
Of it being the foremost duty of every female…
Startled at its sons in khaki,
Crushing protests with gas and sticks,
Shocked at its age-old tanks of democracy,
Taking all its time to wheel back and turn over,
And let its rusty judicial machinery roll on…
Monsters shall be given a chance to plead too,
Chained down to such a…
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The Persecution of Mildred Dunlap 
What a sad and evil legacy we have left for our world. Sadly rape knows no boundaries and it is a evil and disgusting act of domination and control over someone who has done nothing to harm you. I am a victim and survivor of rape by my step dad. I now deal with PTSD and it is possible to be less disconnected to the events but it takes much love patience and desire to not hate the predator. I can hate the crime but not the person.
And the worst thing is what is left for a innocent person to deal with and all the people that person will have relationships with through life.
I pray for the world always
Yisraela
What an amazing thing to share, so openly, with so much heart. Deeply moved by your words. Thank you for sharing.
I have come to feel and intimately be aware of the fact that all life’s trials for us, come with a responsibility to share when possible with those who can benefit from the lessons, the emotions and the hardships. I can share this so openly because I have wanted to help others with the same pain I have felt. And let others know that as much as they feel alone, they are sadly not.
Yisraela
Another powerful comment. The generosity of your heart shines through. Thank you for this.
Very touchy.
Yes, neelkanth, it is. I had to reblog. There are some things too important to not share. Have a good day, friend.
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