I
Battered, broken,
Battered, broken,
You had left me for dead.
Dreams shattered,
My soul seemed to have vacated my
body.
I wanted to swirl and dance,
blossom like a hibiscus,
spread my fragrance around.
You crushed me like an insect.
Dominated by you, fearful,
I said to myself: “When will the sun
rise?
When will this darkness come to an
end?”
The scars you had left on my soul,
began to run.
Every pore hurt,
every breath was a task.
Layers of abusive dirt,
covered the soul.
Centuries of oppression,
had left me hapless and weak.
Your mother is also a woman,
yet you have no compunction
in violating me.
Everything I say,
is anathema to you.
I have to look within,
I have to rise,
or I will remain fallen.
I have to dig deep,
and bring out the pearl of my voice,
from the depths of the ocean.
II
I have spring in my step,
I move with confidence and grace.
I now speak my truth,
Without doubt and hesitation.
My life is now mine,
my own creation.
I walk through the breeze,
I run with the wind.
I know how much to give,
and I have learnt to say ‘NO.’
Like Phoenix I have risen from my
ashes.
I have soared,
and found my existence.
My life has meaning,
unfettered, unchained,
I can now live my dreams.
I have overcome adversity and
heartache,
and have learnt to express my
desires.
Your bitterness could not hold me
back,
and strife has made me stronger.
I am the Empowered Woman,
I walk through the world with poise
and grace.
You can no longer hurt me,
as I know the truth,
that everything begins and ends with
ME.
(February 18, 12.26 A.M.)
(February 18, 12.26 A.M.)