By: Nana Aisha Mustapha ( Nigeria ) & Bakary S Sonko ( Gambia)
As a threat she’s seen Stand strong they call her rude When reserved they call her weak With stares and assault she became mute Taunted and hurted She is battered in to silence she had a voice but she is never heard she find solace in her tears With waves of the sea written on her body Along with hairs she felt dreadful Covering with layers of clothes in the hot summer Avoiding her image leaving her mind to suffer Her greatest fault; born a woman Her crime; giving her heart to her true love Speaking her mind A sin she must pay for dearly From a long line of warriors she’s from Not on the battle field but with the world With the fire that burnt inside her A warrior she became with a sword forged from the fire she had to walk through You stole her heart She took your last name She loves you in all your faults Yet day after day you gave her Hell She was told to endure She knew love does not hurt But she had to stay not for the monster but her children With scars and bruises far more visible she’ll forever live with Shattered, she has to leave For her love is her tormentor The society gave a blind eye Now, she must leave and never to come back.
