Poem That Cannot Be Titled

Imagine if you will, a world without this sin
This hideous sin that hurts and wounds so thoroughly.

Imagine if you can, no one evermore screaming through a hateful hand in vain.

Imagine if you want, that nevermore will a selfish penetration consume an innocent soul
A blinding selfish act that plunges us into the frigid cold of confusion.

Imagine with all your might, we need keep no more secrets, and our shame need never be.

Imagine if you choose, none of us are victims, and none of us are predators.

Imagine if you wish, a world that never knew this evil.
Imagine if you can, that this demon never existed in the world.

Oh, glorious thought.

Imagine for a moment, that no one was ever so overwhelmed that they ended their torment
All for the blame of a selfish body.

Imagine for awhile, no chains to be broken and no chain to carry on.
No vicious circle to be an unwitting part of.

Imagine if you will, the countless children with their innocence intact.
Imagine tender youth never wondering why and what just happened.

Imagine if you care, that we need never have felt sorrow, fear, shame nor filthiness.

Imagine if you want, a world without the pained tears and longing for numbness.
A world where no longer would seemingly everyone be touched by this scourge.

Imagine
Though I doubt you can
but try to imagine.

Imagine a world without rape.