It was my job, to put together the rape kits. The ones that proved the loss of a child’s innocence. The ones that made a monster, out of a family member.
Concentrating, using every ounce of energy to stop my body from shaking. Blinking furiously, to clear my blurry eyes.
Preparing labels, cups, swabs. Ready to collect, signs of evil destruction.
What should never have been.
We hope for the safety of our children, not expecting them to fall prey to a poison lurking in their own home.
It was my job to assemble the rape kits, while I catered to this child, trying to find a way to make the moment somehow less horrific.
There wasn’t anything, that was going to fix this.
These children had seen things not meant for their young eyes. These children had lived through terror, not fit for their young souls.
I wanted to make it better. I wanted it not to be real. I wanted to run away and scream…
Staring at the child’s family members, fighting to divert my judging eyes. Unable not to wonder,
Did you know?
Did you try to help?
Was it you?
Was it, YOU?
I arranged the fucking rape kit for this little, angelic, broken child.
Questioning every single thing.
Watching as the veil is lifted.
Revealing,
a new shade of ugliness.
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Twitter: @FrancesElaina
Painting by Robert Abkorovits
that must have been such a hard and horrific job. I commend you for being able to do it. xxx
Thank you Carol Anne, I really appreciate you saying that! <3
This is a horror. You didn’t run away and are right to scream.
I still want to scream. Right in the face of anyone responsible for harming a child. Thank you for your thoughtful comment!
This is heartbreaking. I cried to read it because I can relate to it.
I wish you couldn’t relate Jay-lyn. Sorry for making you cry. Thank you for your honesty, it really touched me <3
You wrote it well. And although I relate it is not allowed to define me. Reality such as this needs to be out in the forefront so others can feel the pain. 💖
Thank you for saying this, it means a lot to me. Your strength is truly inspiring! <3
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We are called to do what is right. You answered, and performed with awareness. And it still pisses you off. Love to you and your feelings. I don’t think that I would be able to come to the call.
Thank you for a part of your heart.
John
Thank you for handling my feelings with care John! <3 Sometimes the only thing that keeps us moving is the sound of our heart breaking. If only we had the power to remove unnecessary suffering.
I love this (not love , love …) its real … and for those of us that ‘are those children’, this honours us xoxo Thank you xo
I am grateful for these words and your courage affected me deeply. You deserve to be honoured! <3
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This is powerful. Makes us all sit up and think.
Thank you so much Shantanu! Hopefully if we all think about it, we can come up with a way to stop it from happening…
I agree Frances. Beautiful writing
I appreciate your kindness <3
My pleasure
It’s a horrible thought that these are needed. My neighbor is in the national database. As far as I know he’s never
Had any contact with my dog. But he’s the only person who Scout has ever growled at.
I agree it is absolutely horrible. It amazes me how intuitive animals can be. It sounds like Scout is a smart doggie! 🙂
He is.
Wow. You are so remarkable and have the rarest of hearts. You are brave and honorable for standing for those who can’t on their own. This world sometime just disgust.
You are such a sweetheart and always so generous with your words! Thank you <3 We are sometimes lucky enough to be able to forget that these tragic things happen on a regular basis. Except when its an unfortunate part of our job to be faced with it every day.
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I dont think there’s a right comment for this poem. I only think however that its the ones first in the line of response to people in distress who go through the most mentally in having to live through the horrors of so many damaged and broken broken lives day in and day out. The ER doctor, the medic, the nurse, the social worker.. Trying to fix others lives leaves your own so broken in the end… And yet all u get in return.. ” it was your choice.”
Nicely Written
Thank you for reading! 🙂
That must have been such a difficult and horrible job. Thank you for doing t because somebody had to. Huge virtual hugs to you
Thank you for being so kind! <3
Rape is truly EVIL ….
Nice post, do stop my blog later
Thank you. I will! 🙂
No words.
Thank you for reading!