I Blame You

You know,
I blame you the most.

You let him walk all over you,
And keep quiet about it
That the words that should be said,
That I want to say,
Have slashed themselves on my back
Like a heavy belt on bare skin.

I am so angry
So angry
That my screams are so quiet
No one can hear them.

I carry so much guilt
The chains on my legs have
Become much more heavy
And my footsteps less alive.

I blame you the most.

*I am really sorry it has been so long. *

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I wish

I wish
cries were heard,
blood wasn’t shed,
and sweat was cleared.
I wish
air was fresh,
lands were vast,
and smiles weren’t green.
I wish
betrayal wasn’t norm,
windows weren’t fragile
and happiness was free.

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! 🙂

I am Rosa Parks

There’ve been many before myself.
Brave women who decided they would not allow themselves
To be pushed around.
However, it is me
They call me a heroine.
A term I do not deserve more the others.

‘That’s the lady who dared’

I hear my name in whispers around corners,
As people squeeze themselves in small cars,
And take long walks to workplaces and schools.

I have never felt more overwhelmed.
To see a community stand tall, strong and proud as one
regardless of colour?
Breathtaking.

There should not be glory in standing up for oneself.
However, if it is what shall move the nation,
I shall gladly allow it.

For the right to speak one’s mind, should be a right for all.

The fire has been lit and it shall keep burning.
We shan’t stop
Until we can all walk hand in hand, as one
And sit side by side, as one.

In remembrance of the Montgomery Bus Boycott that began on 1st December 1955 (-1956) after the arrest of Rosa Parks that very day.