pages of history tell women’s sad story
we are the sufferers, the pensioners
we are forced to be covered, we are stoned to death
we are sold, we are bought, we are owned
as private properties
we are forced to die, or attacked with acid while walking
if we refuse a marriage

when our chopped
voices rise for justice,
we are kidnapped or shot
aggression meets our demand for equality

annals of time! beware!
we are women but not powerless, as you think
we are women but not thoughtless, as you assume
our patience is our strength
don’t consider our humble condition our weakness
be afraid of our anger
we will wash away from the black
pages of this country all the pains of yesterday
singing, we will sign our names on the heart of history

By Shafiqa