Acid-Burning: A Travesty of Human Respect
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Sunday, August 28, 2005
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I wrote this in LA during the IFLAC peace conference. Female genital
mutilation I had heard of and reacted against in words, acid-burning I
asked about, and was shocked to hear of this practice of stupidity
and painful consequences which is perverted from a difference in
perspective of a Religious Manual's written directions.
This child is now a woman, disfigured and disgraced, not by herself,
but by Mankind's ignorance and folly. By the hands of Man... I cannot
say I speak her life and its pain, but I can feel what she went
through, not in the flesh, but in the mind.
The young Pakistani girl
was trepiditiously excited. She
was becoming a woman! Her
body was changing, developing
curves and breasts and fuzziness
in areas that had never occupied
her mind as a child.
She wondered what came next,
often thought on love, and the strange
thrill of boys. She daydreamed about
marriage and babies, and hope
of a future, of a structured life
without the strictures of her own family’s
rigid, unforgiving standards. After all,
the world was changing, wasn’t it?
Didn’t she have a chance for happiness?
Of personal fulfillment?
It was time to walk to the market. She
kept her eyes downcast, until, she
heard a laughing voice, which sent
warmth shooting through her core.
She could hardly breath! She felt
like she was floating, and couldn’t help
herself, she had to look! She flicked
her eyes upward, and saw his face!
Couldn’t tear her gaze away from the
youth’s handsome features, felt a glow
start inside. Then, with alarm, she quickly
looked down. Didn’t dare look around.
But, she smiled to herself, as her family
finished its tasks.
Back home, she rushed to her room,
to remember the meeting of eyes
she had just experienced. She felt
afire with delight, and wondered
when she would see the boy again.
She heard her name called, skipped
out of her room happily, and screamed
in horrible pain as her brother threw acid
into her face, for dishonoring the family’s name,
because, she had looked at a boy.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/5/05
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|This is total madness methinks...and it is hard to believe
that this kind of thing still exists!!
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Oh how angry this makes me, just horrifying in its truth and raw message, I wish this didn't happen but I know it often does, This needed to be written and you have done it so well.
|Reviewed by Sandi Schraut
|OMG what a horrid tradition!! I hadn't heard of this one> Its barbaric and infinitly so cruel... This poem is shocking!! well done in the telling may it someday change some little girls life!!! Sandi|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
These attrocities are really heartfelt and if we can prevent but one from happening by bringing them to light then it is worth the write.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Its hard to believe that this kind of thing still exists in this century...I realize and respect others for their religions and beliefs but to deliberately and permanently disfigure a child, as that is all she was, is tantamount to a crime against all of humanity...Ed|
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|This attrocity and others such as sewing the vagina shut and "circumcising" the clitoris of young woman to keep them chaste and to prevent arrousal are being fought against by Human Rights advocates across the globe. Ty for bringing this to people's attention, Erin...Lin|