The Handmaid’s Tale – A Poem

The Handmaid’s Tale

A realization dawns
The stark reality that
I am merely a possession
A purchased accessory
a commodity, and reminding me
has become your obsession
 
Speechless I retreat
Wounded by your words
so blatantly delivered
Lacking kindness, 
Cruel and meant to sting
Inwardly I shivered
 
As you threaten my livelihood
I consider the repercussions
You will offer no act of contrition 
But continue to wield your power
Indignation unfaltering
You have exercised your volition
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts
Kindness - WotD
Repercussions - FOWC
Go Dog Go Cafe - The Handmaid's Tale

Image by Pete Linforth from Pixabay

  8 comments for “The Handmaid’s Tale – A Poem

  1. August 1, 2019 at 3:10 pm

    It sounds like this could have been written to Trump.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 1, 2019 at 8:49 pm

      I think Melania just plagiarized it 🤣🤣

  2. August 1, 2019 at 3:31 pm

    Unfortunate scenario for a lot of people

    • Christine Bolton
      August 1, 2019 at 8:49 pm

      Yes, so true

      • August 1, 2019 at 11:23 pm

        🥺

  3. August 2, 2019 at 1:32 am

    And you will have to exercise yours and kick that foo to the curb.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 2, 2019 at 8:35 am

      Don’t worry Lisa, It’s fiction 🙂

      • August 2, 2019 at 2:09 pm

        Good 🙂

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