Fine precious pearl, a gift divine
you’ve crushed like dirt beneath your boot;
Stole innocence, oft’ hidden crime
on precious pearl, a gift divine.
You’re fouler than leaked toxic slime,
forgot, remembered in the books
by precious pearl, a gift divine,
now dust like dirt ‘neath heaven’s boot.
Then comes a whirling in the air
that gathers sparkles from the dirt.
Sweet fragrant peach of grace to share —
A balm of hope sings in the air!
The grains of shame fly fast in fear,
their power gone, no more to hurt.
And then the whirling in the air
forms precious gem from shining dirt.
My offering today is a modified double triolet. It is dedicated to victims of sexual assault of any age and any gender, with hope that each and every one finds their way to healing.
image from Marijja
Grace is today’s host for dVerse. Grace says:
Write a Protest Poem with a theme (e.g. voting, social justice, peace & war, violence, women’s rights, human rights, environment, pandemic, etc) in your blog. This may be about as local as your community, or about your country, or about the world in general.