“To the guy in the back of the room complaining about listening to another rape poem.”
So begins Brenna Twohy's riveting "Another Rape Poem" where she explains that, while she too is tired of hearing rape poems, they're not the problem -- sexual assault is. People become apathetic towards the horrible repercussions of rape after watching too many episodes of "CSI" or other all-too-real entertainment, Twohy reminds the crowd.
“And I get it. I know that you’re tired of hearing rape poems," Twohy says. "I am tired of hearing rape poems, the same way soldiers are tired of hearing their own guns go off. Believe me I wish the war was over but, friend, you are staring out at a world on fire complaining about how ugly you think the ashes are. The poems are not the problem.”
Twohy's passionate depiction of this problem reminds us how intolerable it is that nearly one in five women will be raped in their lifetimes. "[Performing this poem] is one of the scariest things I’ve ever done," she wrote on her Tumblr page. "I think that’s my sign that it’s also one of the most necessary."