the divide
Between
Life~
and murder
Is palpable
In a land
That’s been
My home
My heart broke
When my child spoke
In the land of the free
My rights
were just stripped
Of me
the right to choose
should ALWAYS be
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
the divide
Between
Life~
and murder
Is palpable
In a land
That’s been
My home
My heart broke
When my child spoke
In the land of the free
My rights
were just stripped
Of me
the right to choose
should ALWAYS be
What an incredibly strong, and sad, poem! I heard about the stripping of women’s rights in your country.
In my part of the country, they have taken away the charter of rights of the province and the country. It has taken away jobs from people because they wear head coverings. It is becoming a land of intolerance of any differences, including the other official language of our country spoken in most places in the world – English.
I fear what the world is becoming. We are all becoming slaves.