of Rapeseed Oil, Indifference

L. B. Mek




Front of the pack an isle to call its own

this worded horror of a trauma’s, trigger.



How can such a product name be supported

allowed to haunt society’s, most vulnerable.


Tradition? Interpretation?

What point is there

if all they do

is perpetuate, suffering!


I can’t help but imagine, how debilitating

coming across such a crass use

of that morbid word, must be

for her


just trying

to move-on and gather-up

her shattered heart and pride

and reforge

some, semblance of a life


but she

was always a brave one


found a way to survive


in her own way: even thrive!


People, rarely consider 

full extent

of such comprehensive



a lifetime

of booking, her counselling


to align

with her, physical therapy




this brave, magnificent: friend

of mine

damaged herself, real - real bad


to fight-off: ill-fate’s


barbarically brutal, bestiality!


Twisted herself, down

to her spine, under

that horror’s, vile weight

of crimson sky, nightmare

she fought

so hard: to prevent.


And how, does society

show our consideration

for her, plight

and hundreds of thousands

just like her

or him, or other?


We tolerate

that wording of their, ordeal

as branding

for our, cooking oil…


Just because of our self-indulgent, obliviousness

unwilling, to name it Canola oil

and demonstrate, a little

Humane: empathy, in our societal consciousness.


An oil-spill

of worded, consequence

triggering those

already, scarred for life


forcing them, to once more


that morbid assault on their


to feel safe in their own skin!


An absurdity of arrogance

as our obstinate negligence

where our collective, indifference

makes victims

of our society’s: most, Brave.


Trapped, in this warped world


where, ignorance’s

callous inconsideration, is prevalent

and empathy’s

kind gestures are deemed, irrelevant!


When, will we learn

a little kindness

is all it takes

to make, A








© L. B. Mek

November 2021

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2022 03:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: Always remember: No, it was not Your fault! No, your actions or clothes Does not, place any blame on You! No, you should not feel ashamed! and Yes, someday You shall, overcome! Stay strong! ( https://www.supportline.org.uk/problems/rape-and-sexual-assault/ ) ( https://www.mind.org.uk/information-support/guides-to-support-and-services/abuse/ ) ( https://ibiblio.org/rcip/internl.html )
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  • User favorite of this poem: Paul Bell.


  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    A very expressive writing Mek .. and no it is never their fault but I know that trauma victims can sometimes blame themselves . It’s awful to have to go through trauma . I havnt bern through that type of trauma ., but I have dissociation because of a lot of trauma in my life

    We all deserve to overcome our traumas and our pains .. because we are worthy

    • L. B. Mek

      and may you never be faced with such trauma, dear poet
      thank you!

    • Nicholas Browning

      We assume many things about a person based on what they write. About their life, mannerisms; many things in general even if we don't realize it. It takes certain people to plead with this cause in order for it to receive proper exposure, and I agree with everything you've said. If only people could learn that a little kindness is all it takes. Most people are in the business of attempting to win, and wise people know from the mistakes of those fools that winning that way is no better than losing. Kindness isn't always the answer, but it is always a part of the process. Thank you for the post, L.B. And thank you for saying what some men don't have the gall or the motivation to.

      • L. B. Mek

        'Kindness isn't always the answer, but
        it is always, a part of the process.'
        I read and learn, dear wise Poet
        thank you

      • Neville

        I spend a great deal of time working with victims .. less so with perpetrators these days but still do occasionally .. and I must say, I seriously applaud the words you left for us to consider here today Mek .. much respect .. Neville

        • L. B. Mek

          yeah Hyung
          with your chosen, profession
          and empathetically humane, nature
          your level of exposure
          must be such a burden, that's why
          I genuinely respect
          individuals like you, who can offer
          professional help
          and still protect themselves, because
          the horrors, we encounter
          have a tendency to linger within us
          and poison our appreciation
          of those smaller, mercies and gifts
          afforded to us
          in our own lives...

        • Rocky Lagou

          Wow, I was actually unaware of that name. I've always heard and seen it as "Canola oil." But seeing this really makes me wonder how f'd up the world really is. All victims of such inhumaneness are truly warriors.

          • L. B. Mek

            truly ludicrous...!
            like you say, it just illustrates
            'how f'd up the world really is'..
            thank you, dear Poet
            and yes, they truly are
            'Warrior's: All'

          • Rozina

            Very thought provoking and meaningful poem. I agree with your words entirely. Thank you for this post.

            • L. B. Mek

              thank you! dear Poet

            • crypticbard

              Indeed. Just a little bit of kindness. Thanks for sharing!

              • L. B. Mek

                thanks for supporting the message, dear poet

              • Paul Bell

                Spot on, if you don't like what someone's wearing, look away, don't take it upon yourself to assault the person. It's the same with men who try to change women to their warped morals. Sadly, we still live in a country where women are fair game for the controlling factions out there.

                • L. B. Mek

                  'yeah, its an immoral obscenity
                  with little sign of dissipating
                  from our civilised, world..
                  still, generation after generation
                  with whatever, we have
                  we must: fight
                  and believe, someday
                  this too
                  will triumph, over!'
                  Thank you, dear Poet

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