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She
Women, girls
Little ladies with bouncy curls
We are brought to Mother earth with names of angels, princesses and fairies
But all too soon, the world we grow in turns unsafe, hideous, and scary
These flowers - as buds they never remain
For before 'tis the time to bloom, they learn to battle with the flames
Every day, every moment, a battle she fights
That little lady, that angel, with all he...
Monday 25th January 2021 8:08 pm
Angry
I am angry.
I am angry at men, and women
and children and mothers and fathers.
my body is full of unbridled rage, that the ones
I love and care about, sometimes even myself,
can turn a blind eye to the atrocities right in front of us.
Children ripped from their mothers
Young people blinded and beaten for speaking the truth
Men spewing bile, cruelty, poison to hide the
depths of their...
Monday 20th July 2020 2:14 pm
Garden Greed
The rose recognizes the beauty of the sunflower, all the while self-assured in her own. She does not envy the golden beauty for her appeal to you
She knows better - she has guarded her stem from the likes of your fingers and the fingers of those before you, and the ones that will come after
She knows that while you, selfishly and ignorantly, believe the garden to be created for you...
Saturday 14th December 2019 2:59 pm
The Ship
Here comes my ship,
She roared blissfully,
Steaming in on a golden sea,
But wait they pray, be what may,
Girls don't board ships and it should stay that way
Here comes my ship,
She danced with glee,
Sailing in on a pale blue sea,
Stop! They spray, don't go that way!
Good girls should stay, darling what will your parents say?
Here comes my ship,
She clapp...
Monday 23rd September 2019 9:11 pm
Human Writes, A Poem About Protecting Human Rights
You spit "Nay"
in our "Ayes"
to express
your oppress-
sive nature.
Nothing new-
old tea brewed;
spring cleaning-
first inning.
Soul-less laws
abolish
human rights,
to sell slaves.
Bordered walls
paved with blood-
stained bodies,
buried below.
...Saturday 18th May 2019 9:07 pm
I Am Not Free
I am not free
but tense and unwavering
I am not heard
but roused and spoken for
I am not seen
but misguided and reassured
I am not understood
but manipulated and suppressed
I am not felt
but raped and ashamed
I am not yours
but degraded and sold
I am not inanimate
but painted and wound up
I am not free, how could I ev...
Wednesday 14th November 2018 4:38 am
Breaking the double yoke
For ages
Saddled with
Domestic chores
Confined in doors
With a traditional muzzle
Devoid of a voice
With fellow housewives
We were sweltering
Under the class
And gender yoke
Seen weak though
We were strong as a rock.
Things taking
A positive turn,
When people about
Women's potential
Came to learn,
Enjoying a level ground
And expertise,
An outshining
Women farmers
We have begun...
Tuesday 20th September 2016 3:18 pm
Tattoo
‘It’s my skin,’ she said,
But he still shook his head.
Did she not understand
The risk entailed? Once the
Fine pale surface was broken,
There was no going back.
The permanency of a foreign body
Worming its way beneath
Her flesh - this he could not
Permit. For her own good.
Though he paid no heed
To the multicoloured rings
And patterns that each faded
Fr...
Tuesday 8th March 2016 10:55 am
The Woman Behind the Veil - the great Burqa Debate...
Here we ask is the media and the cosmetics industry as oppressive to women as the Islamic burqua?
Tuesday 11th January 2011 12:11 am
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