In my village Women's role is cut clear
They cook, wash and clean the house
They fetch firewood and feed the chicken
They bear children and breastfeed them
They race against time to till the land
They walk too long but reach too close
They are human transport to carry a load
They are treated like beasts of burden
They please their husbands in suffering
They speak of their problems in silence
They have their rights grossly violated
With nails of abuse women are fixed
They are tied with strings of injustice
Women of the world,Wake up, stand up
Fight till last sister tastes freedom
AbdiNoor, it is so sad that your country and many like yours
still have such oppression of women! Thank God it's not that
way here! We really are liberated, and should pray for those who aren't!
excellent call for justice. thanks as always for raising our awareness of other cultures and the need for peoples of every nation to join together for positive change. Dawn
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Great poem!
still have such oppression of women! Thank God it's not that
way here! We really are liberated, and should pray for those who aren't!
dear brother, this is an empowering write--thank you for speaking up for women everywhere! BRAVO!
(((HUGS))) and love, your sister, karla. *continued prayers*
a well written stand on the subject matter of woman's rights ...