Written by: Admin_SheEvo
Is pain her lifelong purpose?
Momma calls me to her room,
She tells me she’s afraid she won’t be here
To protect me, to shield me from
The blows, the screams, the endless pain
She says I must try to endure
Like she did in her marriage, in vain because
That’s all she knows
Her bruises are no longer just a part
Of her body, they are her body
A map of suffering, a topography
Of pain and fear, of shame and pity
What do I do? Run? Hide?
Reach for the sky and hope someone HEARS.
Am I the next? Is this my fate?
A legacy of pain, a heritage of shame
Although this is what keeps us tight
A shared secret, a silent refrain
A bond of survival, a story we maintain
By: Amu
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