by Jurina Smith | |
Published on: Jun 29, 2005 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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A child whose cries are unheard Unheard silence of tears Tears that haunt her soul into womynhood And here she stands Petrified by her past, but no one will listen Frightened by the unknown—a scared voice left to lay low Lay low—in silence Her heart races, 'WHY DO THEY HURT ME?' she screams as the Monster Stalks for her love, 'HOW COULD THEY?' The girl closes her eyes and fear turns to action She must fight for her life and grip the monster around its neck But when she opens her eyes she realizes it’s a Human Spirit—'HOW COULD I!' she cries—She is too humane to disrupt the breath of a human spirit even though this Human Spirit’s eyes only see in blood In blood they profess/write their love for her Their love is for their possession—the womyn’s heart The womyn’s heart—an invisible body An invisible body who’s spirit no Man can understand Understand why the womyn is frightened Frightened because she knows not what to do What to do? When even her birth has betrayed her Betrayed her love—Who? Those human spirits—Invisible women Invisible women who stalk her love Her heart races, as she lay low in silence—a scared voice frightened by the unknown—Petrified by her voice, but no one will listen Here. Is where she stands—Invisible « return. |