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I listen.
The air has no pulse.
There is only silence,
As violence against women continues.
A burglar on an opened heart
Ransacks tranquil memories
And a naive belief in truth and love ever after;
Throws open the drawers of civility
And tosses values and virtues
To the ground,
But the anguish is not shouted
Into the night
To articulate their fear.
The cries are muffled
As cotton in the ears,
By a hand upon the mouth,
Or threats of retribution.

The airwaves,
And movie screens are saturated
With images and lyrics
That disrespect the queen.
The artists retort that freedom of speech
Allows them to express themselves
In a free country paid for by collective
Sacrifices of indentured servants
And those freed by birth or bill of sale.
Many died for liberty and justice,
But is this the freedom they had in mind?
The expression leads to oppression
And regression of respect.

The streets are watching,
As witnesses to evaporated
Safety nets that hang defenseless
Like a fog over the residences
That were once a haven of rest
For millions of women and children;
Residences that stood as a fortress
And universities of life
Where vulgarity was a rarity
And rough words and misguided hands
Were infrequent visitors
And forbidden intruders.

The emotional predators
Play the editors
On self esteem.
Smooth talking, conniving individuals
With invisible intentions,
Stalking and thriving
On the innocence of their victims.
They sculpt new features
And carve courage and hope
Out of the work and they autograph
The sculpture to let you know
They were there,
Defaming the masterpieces
Of creation with signatures of deception.

The weak who sometimes succumb
To abuse over loneliness,
Intermittent affection
Over rejection,
Something predictable,
Though destructive,
They often confine themselves
To hope, which has by definition
Only a possibility of happiness
For the believers who ascribe
To a doctrine of deliverance.

The weak, need voices to sing with them
And for them.
They request instruments to play their plight
Into a sad song that the night
Will amplify until the bass and treble is heard
In every measure.
The weak need the perpetrators silenced
By the community led chorus of support
And the orchestra of understanding.
The weak need composers to translate their pain
Into songs and many to march against the music of misery
And stir the heart with it's demand for justice.
The weak need someone to open the curtains
On the cruel acts of betrayal,
So that exposure to the audience will bring change.
They know the disclosure will incite the critics
Among us to cry for protection and retribution,
So that discovery leads to corrective actions
And improvements, solutions,
Fines and the appropriate sentencing
To those who violate our women.

I listen.
The air has no pulse.
There is only silence
As the emotional violence
Against women continues.
But soon the heart
Will beat boldly in the distance
In and through different venues
Until the outrage
Like a megaton explosion
Forces us to act
In the name of peace
And the God who made us
As an instrument of His love.

Copyright  2006 Orlando Ceaser

This story was written for World Pulse’s Ending Violence Against Women Digital Action Campaign.

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EK. Chemorion's picture

WOW!......what a poetic message!

@ Ceaser, thank you for poetically describing violence and communicating the hope for all women.You are sharing what is soon more silence, action sure this will only leave the feelings of tranquility.....shalom, purposed for humanity! the prayers and dreams of many women who have or are experiencing violence of one form or the other. I will share this poem with my group members.
Again, thank you and keep up the good work Ceaser!!

EK Chemorion

oceaser's picture


I share your hope and desire for the elimination of violence against women. Thank you for your comments and your drive to achieve the result we seek.

Orlando Ceaser

Myrthe's picture

Thank you

Orlando, I love that you posted such a hopeful and supportive message for women who are or have been victims of violence in such an original way. Thank you for sharing your work!

oceaser's picture


Thank you for your kinds words on our crusade to eliminate this blemish on our human record.

Orlando Ceaser

es813's picture

Well said!

Orlando, it is clear that what you've shared is from the heart as it truly describes the sentiments of some victims and survivors of abuse. The poetic nature of your communications makes the message that much more poignant.
Thank you for supporting a woman's right to live in peace and independence.

Anita Muhanguzi's picture

Great Poems

Dear Orlando thank you so much for this lovely poem. May u always inspire us with poem like this. Stay blessed

Mrs. Anita Kiddu Muhanguzi
Head of Legal and Advocacy
Centre for Batwa Minorities
Skype: mrs_muhanguzi

SaiKiGo's picture

Wonderfully said

Hi Orlando,

I love that you've used your God given talent for poetry to express exactly how you feel and certainly how all of us feel as well. I love the line 'The weak need voices to sing, and to sing for them'. I definitely identify with the latter half of that line. Freedom of expression is certainly an interesting take on the way that media continues to portray women and perpetuates some of the thinking that we all need to get away from. I applaud you for bringing these issues to light, in a way that is so wonderful to read.

I thank you.

Sai Kiran.

Sai Kiran Gopie
Hon. BSc, MBA
Twitter: @SaiKiranGopie

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