Something that really bothers me, the cruelty and insensitivity of people at times. Rape is one of those things that I just don't understand - what would drive someone to hurt another person in such a way is horrifying - hence the poem.

Innocence has died
by the power
of your hands.

Bloody hands.
Butcher's hands.

Covered in a
midnights hunt.
Discovery staining
your teeth.

Remorse unknown.