Rape is a silent crime.
The worst happens and I cannot speak.
Rape is a whole language
and I go about my days speaking a second tongue.
Imagine learning an entire lexicon in one instant.
(There is an instant when
rape happens
and my life is ended and begun.)
Grammar, vocabulary crashing into a shattered mind
setting up rules of usage
the first of which is
don’t speak
always
silence.
My attempt at the Weekly Writing Challenge: Sound of Silence.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/17/the-sound-of-silence/
Poem by Annie Jadin, speakingvoiceless.wordpress.com.
Speaking Voiceless 
Language itself is no one’s mother tongue. Beautiful poem, really made me think about the use of language and it’s ability to give a voice as well as silence one.
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