Thank you Laura

To all raped young women

At a private party he laced your beer
the day after you're naked in the back room
bruises on your thighs and numbness:
it was the Rohypnol in your beer.
Now you're sick, drowsy and tired
and the unwanted sex you don't remember:
it has changed your life and weeks come and go.

Now you're pregnant without knowing
your baby's father: he just blew up your life.
You are alone as your body changes
and drop out of college: noone hugs you
and you cry out all your tears.

It was not your baby's fault
so you have him adopted:
it was a great gift of love
for you didn't kill him
and he can chase butterflies.