In Relation To The Diverse Quantities Of Several Countertypes By Which The Converse Pendulum As A Whole Demonstrates Ludicrous Dwellings In Unimaginable Fathoms
i am a rapist
rape victims ;)
poem by Richard Nixon
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That's not rape
A man was convicted for rape even though he didn't commit that crime.
He'll be branded a rapist for the rest of his life and that's a long time.
When this man slept with a woman, he promised to wear a condom but he did not.
He didn't deserve a rape conviction but that's what he got.
Rape is making a person have sex by force.
Not by neglecting to wear a condom during intercourse.
I'll be the first to admit that what that man did was wrong.
And he probably does deserve his jail sentence that is long.
But he shouldn't be called a rapist, that's not fair.
Such injustices might not happen if people were more aware.
poem by Randy Johnson
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Rape Me
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one (4x)
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
I'm not the only one (4x)
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one (4x)
Rape me (rape me) (8x)
Rape me
song performed by by Nirvana from In Utero
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Violator
Seduction,
The violator;
Rape,
The rapist;
Sexual relations had teken over the earth!
And without permission,
A man sleeps with a woman.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Seduction is often difficult to distinguish from rape. In seduction, the rapist often bothers to buy a bottle of wine.
quote by Andrea Dworkin
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Autocrat
Many say your trial
Would not be a fair one
It is the richest that
Are given this gift
You may rape and take
Your dollar can eat
Whatever it can afford
And your victims are
Nothing but liars
In the eyes of the law
And I should be killed
For naming them victims
Because you have enough
Money to buy this, more
Than enough gold to spare
A penny to force down
My already sore throat
poem by Stefanie Fontker
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The Victims
Who are those that stand by the pillars
Of stop signs or in front of liquor stores?
Are they the forgotten heroes who were once
Served and sent to wars for this country?
Or, are they the victims of social users incense
Of illegal drugs, alcohol, or sex for money?
Who are they?
Are they the victims of our country's economy,
Who lost their jobs outsourced by their company?
Or, are they the victims of love losing their sanity
By rape, battery, or purely the victims of poverty?
Who are they?
That I can no longer pull change from my coin tray;
That I can no longer look at them with eye to eye;
That I can no longer put faith or minute of honesty;
For I was also their victim of their luscious trickery.
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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A rapist robs not.
I could say with some certainty
That I am credited with all virtues-
Not a liar, not a thief, not a cheat.
Yes, my mind has been elsewhere
With women, after women and on women.
A robber won’t rape; a rapist won’t rob.
29.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why Me Only?
Rape here and rape there, rape is every where.
And country is become a big Mogul Harem, my fear;
Rape in the village, rape in the town:
Rape in sari, rape in gown:
India, secular, socialist and democratic:
But of late has become a rape republic.
Rape on an infant, rape on an old:
Rape of a student, rape of a tourist, told:
Rape by a friend, rape by an enemy:
Rape by majority, rape by minority;
Rape by the rich, rape by a poor ward:
Rape by forward, rape by backward.
A paid rape and a free rape,
A group rape and a compulsive rape,
All are socialist and secular,
In this perversion, hateful;
Daily it is breaking news,
Still there is no emotion to view.
I had survived, from among the dying,
The rapists reached to rape me, trying;
In my mother's wombs, unborn, I was a fetus;
No safe corners hide to shun the pain, tedious;
As I got a shape of a beautiful moor,
The dark sheep are there to maul my contour.
'This single act ends my own life, ' is one,
Where all the pains reside;
Crushed by the mis-fortune of some deadly sin-
Can't be washed by greatest win.
I lifted but hated my self here,
'There's no solace any where! '
"It is a dark spot, where all light spent,
All darkness! " cried I, Intent;
It hit me hard to graceless mutiny,
I was hideous, hopeless without scrutiny;
I sat, where night never ends;
Heaven's radiant show never lends.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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No Need to Second Guess(response to comments on) 'A Scar Called Rape')
the answer to your comments
are right there in the seems
stitched up tight
hatred, fright, that night
fictional accounts
do not hold up right
the seems rip from lies
the right is not given in poetry
to fictionalize a true occurrence
a real moment in time
yes the rape happened
words of hate cannot describe
in such detail of my account
you say i hope
i hope it is false
but it is true
I'm am living proof
rape happens
we cant second guess people
their ability to inflict upon others
in the way rapist lead a victim
control them long after it is over
i am living the life of a survivor
it is not fiction
to make a story
about such an image
a scar of an occurrence
a fallacy called rape
it is not pleasure to read I'm sure
but we cannot compose ourselves
we cannot dream it be true
we do not think its possible
the sickness spread from fetish
controlling a woman
an innocent girl
fiction it is not
it happens
no need to second guess
we live in a rotten world
poem by Audrey Marie Kay
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humor ***** JUDGE THE SUSPECT
A rape victim is being interrogated by the prosecutor, when she details anything about the rapist, all spectators are eyeing suspiciously to the presiding judge.
Seems all descriptions attribute perfectly tot the jury's physical features, gestures, mole and facial aura.
Hopefully, this is only a mistaken identity or simply a person's similarity.
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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~ Mom By Default Rape ~
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NOTE: I'm sorry to say today I find PH like before [as in case of 'I Want To Be Raped'] again banned this poem as I find it is not in my poetry list...so I've made some typographical change and reposted it and some comments already posted by Hon'ble Readers I'm posting here ~ niv
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NOTE: TODAY JUST I DISCOVERERED THIS POEM HAS APPEARED IN ORIGINAL FORMAT BUT MY IN BETWEEN INTERROGATION SIGN MISSING AND I'VE ADDED IT AS THE STIGMA THEY TATTOOED ON MY POETIC CORPUS AND POEM [TYPOGRAPHICALLY CHANGED POEM WAS MOM BY DEFAULT R__APE ~ NIV [8.26 pm 30.07.12]
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Ms. Nivedita
UK
23.07.12
We're moms of
Wars, libido voracity
Of horny ‘society' too. [1]
Salacious raunchy
Soldiers iconoclasts
Soldered penetrated us
In forceful way into…! [2]
Millions are rearing
Kids with all love
Millions are on
The queue. [3]
Our children
Will be known in
Moms' identity. [4]
We want
Our kids
Be not
Rapist
Or rape victim. [5]
We victims
Why 'only' solicit
Clichéd consolation
In slut walk? [6]
Sure we're
Our sons
Will by-default be
Male slut walker
For a paradigm shift! [7]
To symbolically
Absolve penance
Of: XY. [8]
This slut walk
Will tumefy in
Slut march
Swell into
Antarctic glacier
Finally inundate
Deluge whole world
To assuage menace. [9]
Path of victory
Is time tested
Gandhian avant-garde
Protest thro'
Non Violence! ! [10]
We're proud
Moms of kids
By Default Rape! ! ! [11]
Oy civilized society
Can you hear us? [12]
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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I can’t rape.
I can’t rape a woman;
I sing, draw and write about her.
I can’t rape a woman;
I devour her with my eyes, and voyeur.
I can’t rape a woman;
I see her dance, and romance in screens.
A sort of perversion;
Is there any animal who’s pervert?
I can’t rape a woman;
I bring her image in my fantasies.
13.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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And with the rape, I was showing why the rape statistics are exaggerated, and saying that date rape was much more complex than the way feminists had portrayed it, as men oppressing women.
quote by Warren Farrell
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Free will and Fear
Cupidity is a door before most...
Avarice is that host...
But greed is the ghost...
Ever wonder why you wanted...
Every good looking male or female?
For you ladies...
Having more then one sex partner...
Was considered taboo...
But for young men...
It was like being a boxer...
Win, win, win....
You the rooster...
She the the hen...
Women you have free-will...
And when you use it right or wrong...
you feel less then strong...
Guys when you use your free-will...
You rob, steal and kill...
for the thrill...
later becoming ill...
God gave us all the choice...
To use free-will...
But what good is free-will...
When it cause you to kill...
Have more then one sex partner...
Rape or mutilate another human...
Now take greed a known factor...
In choice of free-will...
Pride another factor...
The Jones another factor...
War, is there a choice in...
Free-will for the trooper...
Fear, not free-will...
A rape victim giving into the rapist...
Survival or free-will...
(The Feeling) ...
What is it about...
The feeling that makes free-will...
Different from what...
It's thought to BE...
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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White Romance
We were but victims
to seduction
bamboozled by our lusts
again and again
till our robe of pride
kissed the ground
seduction
seduced to stillness
bedazzled by their looks
our virgin loins
yearned
for white romance
their nectarous ways
deflowered our ears
and still does
they could tell our cravings
that soft spot
and not long after
we were subdued
and they're on top
combing through every sensitive area
suppressing with bewitching smiles
and moanings of domination
we endured
a sensation of guilt
a sensation of shame
breathlessly
gulping the little air
and awaiting a climax
our virgin blood
drenched the beddings of our fathers
passion becomes a nightmare
as morning comes
and we bite our fingers
Rape!
Rape! !
Rape! ! !
From afar of
they blow us kisses
knowing someday
we shall bring forth
sons and daughters
just like them
poem by Samuel Obono Jr
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Women are not required in general to be named in rape cases because of the stigmas that go with being a rape complainant, and frankly, special burdens that rape complainants often face.
quote by Susan Estrich
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I Will Rape Thee
I will rape thee-
With my savage love;
Born from the rural pot.
I will rape thee
And while I rot-
I will pray that you do not.
But, I will save thee
Because, honey,
You've needs: the sting of me...
And I will rape thee-
Because I know
Only to love and rape thee.
poem by Kyle S. Hamp
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The Rape Of The World
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the wold
This the beginning of the end
This the most heinous of crimes
This the deadliest of sins
The greatest violation of all time
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
Youve seen her stripped mined
Youve heard of bombs exploded underground
You know the sun shines
Hotter than ever before
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
Some claim to have crowned her
A queen
With cities of concrete and steel
But there is no glory no honor
In what results
From the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
We all are witness
To the rape of the world
She has been clear-cut
She has been dumped on
She has been poisoned and beaten up
And we have been witness
To the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Place of our birth
How can we stand aside
And watch the rape of the world
If you look youll see it with your own eyes
If you listen you will hear her cries
If you care you will stand and testify
And stop the rape of the world
Stop the rape of the world
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
Mother of us all
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Devils Child
scratch me, watch me bleed
rape me, infect my seed
birth the child
of a whore and rapist
devils child grow strong
inside the whore
push and tear to freedom
my child come to play
rip free from prisoned flesh
sing your fathers words
seven chorus from just one voice
the demons in your throat
so old turn to dust
leave this peacefull dwelling
never fret and do not tread
on earth the flamless hell
poem by Scarlett Burton
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Soap Opera
Do the Devil
And God switch
Roles in becoming
The writer, creator
Director of our roles?
If not,
What pleasure
Does God get
In making us
Enact the roles
Of a Rapist,
Murderer,
Paedophile
In this life's
Soap Opera?
Is HE a sadist
Relishing the agony
Of helpless victims
Or for such roles
Does Devil the
Writer-Creator-Director
Remain the all-powerful
Producer of such a
Hedonistic, Voyeuristic
Masochistic Thriller?
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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