Today my sisters and brothers
there is simmering fine-grained rage in the quiet pockets of woman all around the world
rage has not left the room
it is bottled in corners like a fizzing drink about to explode
rage has no accent or specific color
it owns the language of all who came before
it is the woman who is violated when there were only five humans on this earth
it is the child who is taught to condemn women as their first lesson and does not understand
why the woman who nurtures him is trampled on
rage is a quiet supermarket and a grocery shopper
who stands at the canned beans aisle with tears pouring down her face
for she would rather spend hours picking out canned goods than face
the ire of her husband and the laws that do not protect her from being beaten
black and blue
maybe rage does have a color
maybe rage will not always be contained in petticoats and corsets and push up bras
maybe it’s taken too long (oh yes it has taken too long)
but the souls of the witches, the souls of the healers, the souls of the mothers, the souls of the daughters
and their good sons, and their good sons
are rising once more
they clamor to be heard
in the infernal din that is society today
with perpetual noise nobody is listening, apathy has multiplied
nobody knows what is being allowed to happen
or they turn their faces thinking if it’s not trending it doesn’t matter
this doesn’t apply to me I am not a feminist
I am not a victim. I am not a survivor. I am not oppressed
I will not take part in your embarrassing crusade
they are content to post selfies in sexualized poses to gain
imaginary power and control
by the time they learn their folly it may be too late
if one of their kind is raped, they turn like a swarm of locust against her
you must have done something to deserve that, you are weak
did you drink? did you wear a short skirt? did you stay up too late? did you let a boy into the house alone?
then you caused this to happen and you can’t come crying to me
it wasn’t the choices of the male
after all; boys will be boys
we teach them that don’t we?
with hyper masculinity and shame
we teach them that don’t we?
with pornography and permission; if a girl is lying there, you can take her
even if she says no or is unconscious, go on it’s okay she won’t mind
rape isn’t as bad as murder, what’s all the fuss about?
animals rape animals, it’s almost natural
we teach them with our legal system that blames the victim
makes her stand scathingly beneath lights and attest her truth
to a room full of disbeliever
if she is lucky enough to get that far
usually the police office will say
love, don’t you think you should go home and sleep it off?
you may feel differently tomorrow when you’ve realized
the part you played in your rape
after all … all girls lie don’t they?
what about our poor sons?
what about our vulnerable men?
don’t they deserve some justice?
absolutely say the guilty women
now there are many rights and protections for men
women, they work twice as hard once again
just to be believed
to prove what they say, because she could be lying
what motive does she have? Maybe she just hates men. Maybe she’s a lesbian!
what motive to destroy the lives of young boys just starting out
after all, he’ll grow out of it … won’t he?
like the average 80 victims of a paedophile?
he’ll just spontaneously stop doing it
or maybe, he’ll realize he has societal permission
after all wasn’t it said in the Cosby trial
the jurors were not convinced by the room full of women who came forward
they believed he Cosby was guilty because he admitted it in a private hearing on camera
“when he said what he did, I realized he had to have done it” said one young juror
it seems the deafening voices of the women were not enough
how many voices? How many women will it take?
what about the boys though? our boys? why is this all about women?
boys get raped too and when they do, nobody listens, this is true
it is about men because men do 99 percent of rapes
boys who abuse girls, grow up to be men who abuse women
the supreme court is the highest court of the land
if we allow men who have abused women in
to become more embittered by their battle to get there
soon rights will be crushed under their malice
but isn’t it fair to give him a chance? After all he didn’t go all the way?
does it take that to justify? What happened to morality?
would you want someone who had done this to your daughter, sister, mother
on the supreme court?
why do we believe her?
did you LOOK INTO HER EYES
I did
I saw her tremble
no woman
no woman in the world
would stand up in front of the universe and say what she said
if it were a lie
it’s just too awful
political shifting aside (as we all know both parties are doing it and care little for the rights of victims and everything for the machinations of the political beast)
she will have to go back to her burned out life
a pariah on the run, homeless, shamed
if we don’t stand and say we believe you
who will?
if we don’t finally stand together and stop picking apart words like
feminism, womanhood and equality
and realize it still doesn’t exist
we are the only ones who can make it happen
if we don’t all have the courage of Christine
we may never make this world a better place
for all of us
women and men
boys and girls
no is no
sex isn’t violence
existing isn’t permission
to rape me or try to rape me
it’s not okay
it’s not okay
if you think you should be given a free pass
because I cannot produce 1000 witnesses
because I didn’t die
because you have changed
there is forgiveness and then there is consequence
there is right and there is wrong
not all men are rapists
not all women are victims
but in order to survive
we need to decide
what we are willing to tolerate
I don’t tolerate a network of naysayers
who take rape as seriously as forgetting their lunch
who think it’s okay to support someone who has those lack of morals
let’s change the system
let’s get all the debris out
it’s true those attracted to politics are often, the egomaniac, the narcissist
but not every man attempts rape
not every woman is a liar waiting to tear him down
let the good ones back in
and when a woman stands up
do not be a voice in the crowd jeering her down
do not automatically assume she has an agenda
other than trying to seek
justice
Reblogged this on TheFeatheredSleep and commented:
#IBelieveYou
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Amen! I believe her.
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Thank you. I knew you would.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
At The Whisper and the Roar, Candice Louisa Daquin (of TheFeatheredSleep) roars for justice.
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Good lord you are amazing. I believe her too.
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Thank you so much!
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An amazing post! Always supporting you 🙂
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I am waiting for the day, prayerful that it will happen, the day that patriarchy falls…
I think, then and only then will justice prevail more.
Every bit of this? Nail on head, Candice.
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Thank you darling girl 💓
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You’re very much welcome.
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Maybe commenting on here will get me out of the trash. I have not seen this material, but I believe in you, Candy
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You’re out! That was so silly! Good grief! 💓 whew! I’ll keep checking tho
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A good idea
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Men can be filled with rage against dishonesty!
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Righteous rage for offences committed!
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#speakout
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I believe her. I believe you. I believe US.
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“rage has not left the room” No, it has not but it has finally filled the room to exploding. Very powerful piece, Candice. Thank you for moving me. ❤
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I’m so glad you liked it. I thought more would comment on it, as with this time of rage, but I think sometimes people take the easy road, they join in the caravan as long as the caravan is going to their stop. You know? Anyway you are the real warrior my friend and I join you in this pilgrimage to truth.
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❤ We'll be sheroes together!
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Powerfully & passionately penned with raw truth. A truth that desperately needs to be heard & acted upon. The silence, shame, and self blame that accompanies so much of the sexual & physical abuse happening daily in our world must stop. We are all interconnected in a profound & meaningful way in this world. Isn’t about time we started acting like it?
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Reblogged this on mvitrano and commented:
Candice Louisa Daquin’s poem “Justice” is powerfully & passionately penned with raw truth. A truth that desperately needs to be heard & acted upon. The silence, shame, denial and self blame that accompanies so much of the sexual & physical abuse happening daily in our world must stop. We are all interconnected in a profound & meaningful way in this world. Isn’t about time we started acting like it?
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Will rage ever get to leave the room?
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