#HerBeingOneTooMany

#HerBeingOneTooMany

A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY

Rusty red orange spread
dooms day gloom
hanging blue sky over you
racing slow motion
one second in time
colorful smile
fake as sour milkshake to taste
nature style
never man made nor replica
of each day
since caveman slayed
when men ruled
women unschooled 
little girls fooled
big boys thought things cool
all the while in time rape remains
a sick joke & cruel to ignorant folks
both rich and broke needing more
than professional help, #HerToo.

© 2018 ROXANE DORSEY



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clever social commentary dating to cave days...plain talk ..short powerful strikes at a problem in stone ... vivid colorful imagery ... that sour milkshake taste lingers ... your opening makes me think of our recent super blue blood moon in use but could be it is still exciting to have seen it to me ;) and the #HerToo creates a great perspective of your speaker ..not a victim but speaking out for them ... personally i think the "Me Too" thing has stretched any true outrage to its limits ...15, 20, 40 yrs ago and just now speaking out..c'mon .. it does injustice to indignation ...and who didn't know how Hollywood acts behind the scenes ..heck...they've made movies about it since forever ... but that simple thing #HerToo ... makes it about the real victims who had nothing to gain by "giving in" ... sorry... didn't mean to go on and on ..but the MeToo story has warped the crime into all about "Me" ... great work on this subject ..love how you have written it and your use of free verse ... i think you should post this in a broader range of readership ..
E.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago



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Added on February 2, 2018
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Tags: rape, women

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ROXANE DORSEY
ROXANE DORSEY

baltimore, MD



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love poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..

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