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27.02.2015 | Archetype In Action


Crying always inside,
women’s tears are cried out
Words scattered beyond reach
hopelessness engulfs you
Bodies and beyond bodies
subject to pain
To be woman is torment
To be woman is crime
And men…
Feel no shame
On with talking
On with judging
Holding women down
with ingenious rules
conscience and empathy supplanting

If I wasn’t cried out I could cry out
Somebody might hear my voice
Woman’s voice
Women’s voices
Cascading rip the silence

This article was posted on 19 February 2014 at www.archetypeinaction.com