Code of Silence
No consent in the silence
New Age Inquisition
Sexual assault and domestic violence
The legacy of shame
imprisoned by blame
Exploitation as toys
women and girls killed by boys
It’s not a crime of passion
or perverted satisfaction
When will the truth be told
agents of control, dare to be so bold
Bless me father for I have sinned
I killed my wife, my mother, my daughter
again and again
The battered children syndrome
only a sin to sum
Still hidden, still buried in the soul
when will the truth be told
The Code of Silence an innate vault
filled with memories of the assault
No justice for the victim seals the tomb
the Law is salt in an open wound
Bless me father for I have sinned
I killed my wife, my mother, my daughter
again and again
Domestic violence and sexual assault
it is still considered all the woman’s fault
Bless me father for I have sinned
I killed my wife, my mother, my daughter
again and again
Life is not as precious as the gold in Fort Knox
there are societal, political and religious
padlocks on Pandora’s Box
Bless me father for I have sinned
I killed my wife, my mother, my daughter
again and again
This poem was written/submitted by Josephine DixonBanks.
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