Idle no more. A poem against assault and abuse in the community.

Twas a dark and snowy night,
I had circled the date,
Before I could join my friends
At the littles’ playdate.

Mostly excited,
Slightly apprehensive,
To most of my friends
I must’ve seemed pensive.

Although today I received
Some bothering news,
If I told my husband,
he wouldn’t be amused.

I have this tendency
Of making myself a target,
To a lot of predators,
I’m like an open market.

I was assaulted once,
But didn’t learn my lesson,
Because it seems that my heart
Doesn’t want to hear reason.

I like to keep things private,
As I think we all should,
Unfortunately this time,
I tried all I could.

The slogan “idle no more”
Comes to my mind,
Probably because
We’re of the same kind.

We were told to keep silent,
So that the peace could be kept,
While they walked around parading,
we silently wept.

This site is not different
Than regular society.
You can stop the abuse
Even if you are propriety.