Violence

Orlando Ceaser
Posted October 1, 2012 from United States
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Violence

I listen. The air has no pulse. There is only silence, As violence against women continues. A burglar on an opened heart Ransacks tranquil memories And a naive belief in truth and love ever after; Throws open the drawers of civility And tosses values and virtues To the ground, But the anguish is not shouted Into the night To articulate their fear. The cries are muffled As cotton in the ears, By a hand upon the mouth, Or threats of retribution.

The airwaves, And movie screens are saturated With images and lyrics That disrespect the queen. The artists retort that freedom of speech Allows them to express themselves In a free country paid for by collective Sacrifices of indentured servants And those freed by birth or bill of sale. Many died for liberty and justice, But is this the freedom they had in mind? The expression leads to oppression And regression of respect.

The streets are watching, As witnesses to evaporated Safety nets that hang defenseless Like a fog over the residences That were once a haven of rest For millions of women and children; Residences that stood as a fortress And universities of life Where vulgarity was a rarity And rough words and misguided hands Were infrequent visitors And forbidden intruders.

The emotional predators Play the editors On self esteem. Smooth talking, conniving individuals With invisible intentions, Stalking and thriving On the innocence of their victims. They sculpt new features And carve courage and hope Out of the work and they autograph The sculpture to let you know They were there, Defaming the masterpieces Of creation with signatures of deception.

The weak who sometimes succumb To abuse over loneliness, Intermittent affection Over rejection, Something predictable, Though destructive, They often confine themselves To hope, which has by definition Only a possibility of happiness For the believers who ascribe To a doctrine of deliverance.

The weak, need voices to sing with them And for them. They request instruments to play their plight Into a sad song that the night Will amplify until the bass and treble is heard In every measure. The weak need the perpetrators silenced By the community led chorus of support And the orchestra of understanding. The weak need composers to translate their pain Into songs and many to march against the music of misery And stir the heart with it's demand for justice. The weak need someone to open the curtains On the cruel acts of betrayal, So that exposure to the audience will bring change. They know the disclosure will incite the critics Among us to cry for protection and retribution, So that discovery leads to corrective actions And improvements, solutions, Fines and the appropriate sentencing To those who violate our women.

I listen. The air has no pulse. There is only silence As the emotional violence Against women continues. But soon the heart Will beat boldly in the distance In and through different venues Until the outrage Like a megaton explosion Forces us to act In the name of peace And the God who made us As an instrument of His love.

Copyright  2006 Orlando Ceaser

Ending Gender-Based Violence 2012

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EK. Chemorion
Oct 01, 2012
Oct 01, 2012

@ Ceaser, thank you for poetically describing violence and communicating the hope for all women.You are sharing what is soon happening......no more silence, action now.....am sure this will only leave the feelings of tranquility.....shalom, purposed for humanity! the prayers and dreams of many women who have or are experiencing violence of one form or the other. I will share this poem with my group members. Again, thank you and keep up the good work Ceaser!!

Orlando Ceaser
Oct 02, 2012
Oct 02, 2012

I share your hope and desire for the elimination of violence against women. Thank you for your comments and your drive to achieve the result we seek.

Myrthe
Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012

Orlando, I love that you posted such a hopeful and supportive message for women who are or have been victims of violence in such an original way. Thank you for sharing your work!

Orlando Ceaser
Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012

Thank you for your kinds words on our crusade to eliminate this blemish on our human record.

es813
Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012

Orlando, it is clear that what you've shared is from the heart as it truly describes the sentiments of some victims and survivors of abuse. The poetic nature of your communications makes the message that much more poignant. Thank you for supporting a woman's right to live in peace and independence. liz

Anita Kiddu Muhanguzi
Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012

Dear Orlando thank you so much for this lovely poem. May u always inspire us with poem like this. Stay blessed

SaiKiGo
Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012

Hi Orlando,

I love that you've used your God given talent for poetry to express exactly how you feel and certainly how all of us feel as well. I love the line 'The weak need voices to sing, and to sing for them'. I definitely identify with the latter half of that line. Freedom of expression is certainly an interesting take on the way that media continues to portray women and perpetuates some of the thinking that we all need to get away from. I applaud you for bringing these issues to light, in a way that is so wonderful to read.

I thank you.

Sai Kiran.