Poetic Stories

I

Pain is a great motivation

Her body aches in exhaustion

Her holy parts are burning with shame.

Her mind racing from corner to corner

Of the room of her mind.

Claustrophobic as if death

Creeping close to her heart.

II

Animals surrounding her

Shouting as if

Teaching her lessons

Dreams of setting sun

When they will roam again

Freely all over

The land that once bred

Gems and Jewels.

III

The girl, killed

Humanity in danger.

The world in tumultus state.

The girl, still alive.

Her infinite grace

In our conscience, in our hearts.

Freedom is bliss

Freedom in this life

Freedom alive and breathing

Hard and noisy.

IV

Noise is freedom ,

Breaks the barriers

Built by silence.

They are gallant,

Selfless in their battle.

The women have risen.

They will conquer,

Their within and without.

They will win,

Over the dreaded prejudices.