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(A 13-year-old Yemen bride, violently raped by husband and died)

I am in still in this world, remembering your darkness just before sun rises.
I tighten my fists
Because I seek, yet cannot find
the outrage, sorrow, declaration of war against demons
who steal the souls
from young vessels such as you:
My future, your mother’s blood,
Your father’s pride

I light a match to burn incense, to dance, to pray in your honor.
And for the thirty seconds it takes
the small flame to burn out the stem,
I say, LET THERE BE LIGHT …
ON WHATEVER THE FUCK DID YOUR HUSBAND WANT FROM YOU, CHILD?
Let the entire world see that though we eat and be merry
Herein lies an evil irresistible forbidden fuck
That cannot be denied the ONE who wills to be GOD – and hates that he can’t.

Like humanoids of my current land
Who won’t stop thrusting phallic thingamabobs
Down into glory of marine life, its wet waters
…who desperately hunt for slick lubricated coolness,
Auspicious futures, a buxom bottom line…
…they rape our 13-year old girls differently

I shed tears and wail for as long as it takes amber glowing tip of incense stick to burn out…
Against religious law
Twisted, perverted,
killing the hope in your smile
I taste the salt that stings to the right and left of my nose
Take a breath fall asleep

I awaken to rays of the same sun who crimsoned your final days. Upon unclenching my fists, I wonder
Did you pray death to the violently confusing world you suffered?


When he tied you up, ripped your hymen


Mutilated your delicate skin


Sodomizing, forcing his way in
Did you look upon just a ray of GOD’S sun


And beseech death?


And did Our Merciful Spirit hear your cries,


Send forth a wind, bid yours to join the breeze, wisk away.

If so, be at peace, my child. Now, be at peace.

©by InnaRae 2010



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The following comments are for "Light for Illham Mahdi al Assi "
by innarae

Light
One wonders if God cares! A poem of such pain and existential sadness. Yes there are monsters under the bridge and they often hide behind titles, and supposed and twisted faith. If there is an avenging angel let this beast meet him - and may his suffering be 1000 times worse. Thank you for sharing this with us!

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: May 15, 2010 )

...and thank you!
for taking the time to read. you are so right about the monsters under the bridge...no prayers here... soliciting God's help when reaping the rage that shed such innocent blood.

( Posted by: innarae [Member] On: May 17, 2010 )





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