Anura - Poetry of Walter Muma

ANURA
Stop the abuse, Start the healing

Poetry of Walter Muma

Silent scream
Rape

Silent scream

Is that him coming?
The creak of a stair
quiet click of the door
soft shuffle on the carpet

Is that him coming?
she stiffens…
the scream torn from her throat by fear
soundless terror ripping through her soul

Is that him coming?
She buries herself within herself
fleeing to escape
running, running, running

Is that him coming?

copyright © by Walter Muma

Rape

Where will it end?
    Who will end it?
        What have you done to stop it?

Rape her again!
    There’s still some left
If she crawls away
    cut off her arms
Rip out her hair
    Mark her as yours
When she cries out
    tape up her mouth
Then beat her again
    Make her feel pain
Rip out her heart
    Eat it for brunch
Sear out her womb
    Make sure it’s barren,
Never again to pollute
    this Earth with life
If she still breathes
    You can have her again

You’ve done well,
    she’s dead, I think
But what are you going
    to do with the body?

Why are you looking at me like that?

The rape of your Mother
    stares you in the face
The rape of Mother Earth
    lies at your feet

Now look her in the eye
    and tell her
        you love her