Justice all over the World for Women

fallen-leaf

I am a leaf, fallen from a tree.
Everyone has forgotten me,
Doesn’t respect me.
I don’t have a place inside
anyone’s heart.
My body feels pain.
I can’t breathe in the fragrant spring air.
I am left to decompose into the dark earth.
I want to live, talk,
but they took my life, tied my mouth.
And time passed—days
became months.
I stayed home, worked there, respected the men,
but their rules inflicted pain, stained me with sadness,
made me feel hopeless.
They accused me of wrongs, broke my heart,
Put me in the corner of the room—

Absurd.

I am not abominable.

I want to speak, raise my voice, claim my rights.

What do they want?

To hit me, hide my head, cover me, tie my hands.

One question cycles through my mind:
           Where can I, a fallen leaf, find justice in this world for a woman like me?

By Nelab


Comments

  1. Nelab — I’m so pleased to see your beautiful poem on the Blog! You’ve written this as if it is about one woman but at the same time it speaks for all women who may suffer similar circumstances. You have a powerful voice and I have no doubt that you will claim your rights. Beautiful work! Nancy

  2. This poem is fantastic, Nelab. This woman’s words slay my heart. You share her pain in such an eloquent and powerful way. Brava, Nelab. Brava!

    There are many strong lines to quote. But I will say I was particularly affected by these:

    “I stayed home, worked there, respected the men,
    but their rules inflicted pain, stained me with sadness,
    made me feel hopeless.
    They accused me of wrongs, broke my heart,
    Put me in the corner of the room—
    Absurd.”

    Please keep up the excellent work.

    Stacy

  3. Sarah Leighton says:

    Dear Nelab,
    I love that single word “absurd” in the middle of your poem – the turning point! What a moment of triumph!
    Thank you very much for sharing this wonderful and powerful poem with the world.
    Let’s hope that the compost made from many “fallen leaves” fertilises the richest growth and equality will come for the women of Afghanistan. To absolutely know this in your heart is such a powerful thing.
    Congratulations on this poem, and thankyou again,
    With love – from Sarah

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