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Ronie Dinosaur

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ABOUT THE POEM: The poem describes a person living by strict personal honor and clarity of intent, refusing to take what is not theirs and holding no one else’s claims. Despite this discipline, a situation arises involving a woman asking a loaded question about another’s character. She suffers no consequence, but the speaker bears the cost—reputation and dignity are damaged because their presence and actions are misinterpreted. The poem demonstrates that pure intent is insufficient when ambiguity exists: secrecy, private corners, and veiled invitations shift scrutiny onto the innocent. The speaker repeatedly emphasizes, through the refrain, that “no question should rise,” turning experience into rule. Later stanzas show that even cultural warnings (“An invitation is not innocence; she may call you, but you must not go”) and observations about privacy reinforce the lesson: public clarity preserves honor; ambiguity is weaponized by social perception. The poem documents injury, extracts rules, and asserts boundaries.

Title – I am No Whore

I am no whore-
let no question ever rise.

This is honor’s sacred fire,
not claimed in another’s name,
let no question rise.

I crave nothing that is theirs,
let no question rise.

I hold no one’s secret claim,
nothing borrowed, nothing tame-
let no question rise.

This is purely honor’s call:
no whisper, no doubt at all.

The world is no child’s playground;
I guard my name on hallowed ground.
Not a shadow, not a sound
shall cast a single doubt on me.

One day a woman asked me,
“If she herself a whore?”
She lost nothing in the storm,
while I lost dignity-
I was the one with her,
the ground dissolved beneath my feet.
I fell for misinterpretation,
my pure intent was twisted, doubted-
so let no question ever rise.

When a woman says,
“Talk to me in the corner,
where no one can see,”
she is not protecting dignity.

She is creating ambiguity,
and ambiguity will be charged to you.
Let no question rise.

An invitation is not innocence-
she may call you, but you must not go.
Let no question rise.

No moon, no sun
requires clandestine arrival;
such privacy can be a multiplayer game.
Let no question rise.

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