A thought provoking poem which points out that we are told so many things from the time we are born as women. But, who hears our side of the story?
Don’t talk to strangers they say, But join one in matrimony and chart your life with dubious hope and prayer.
Be honest and speak your mind And be called blunt, crude or simply a bitch in the grind
Don’t speak at all, Your voice brings to us shame and horror, such gall!
Cover yourself well and maintain modesty The slightest show of skin, brings with it provocation and sin
Your honour lies with your skin, Touched without consent? Oh just take it on the chin!
A world where our roles as women Are curses and abuse rather than esteemed positions
They say behave like a lady Because raised volumes of our own volition are a hollow screech for society
Baby-breeding and not dream-churning machines, We stifle something far deeper than a scream.
Strangling some at birth, in the carefully concealed veil of sorrow in the room Forgetting that they too took form from the safe cocoon of her womb.
The smell of fear and despair paramount in the air, Memories of childhood and youth tarnished, we must bear.
They say be wed, life is difficult alone, we swear But would there be someone who would truly know how to care?
They say so much, as if on a mission But to us do they really listen?
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