I want to speak from my future.
I want to tell you how tired I used to be
from everything—
the hardened earth and darkened sky,
seeing a father sell his daughter for money.
She stayed mute, did not have the right to speak.
I was tired when I saw discrimination
between boys and girls in a family.
I wondered then how much pain should I bear,
how much of a victim to be.
I was tired.
I wondered how much to sell at the bazaar,
how long to stay silent.
Why did no one think about me?
Did I not have any feelings?
I wanted to speak from my dreams.
Let me talk, I said.
Do not force my silence.
I want to speak, I said.
I want to speak, speak and speak.
I will not let you ever make me silent again.
By Leeda
Nice poem dear Leeda. I loved the ending so much it touched my heart… keep writing.
The heading above this box says “Speak your Mind”, ok here you are
Yes, in oral societies its very important to have the right to speak,
the next hurdle to take will be to “be listened to” as well.
I listened to your words above and i spoke, my dear Leeda.
Well done
Thomas
Dear Leeda,
I think you will both write and speak many useful and needed words in your life! Thank you for writing this.
Warmly, Jeannie