My mother was the knife that took it from me. She wielded it as it had been for her and the others. Held ——————————————— me down as I screamed. ‘Don’t let them do it, Mummy! Please! Please! Don’t. Stop it! Mummy! Til —————– they stuffed my mouth and then my eyes bulging in… Continue reading FGM
Month: January 2021
Deaf to the oppressed.
Are you listening? A lonely voice echoes off the cliffs of fixed ears that will only hear if its tune fits. — They called over and over, hoping in vain for the murmuring of many distant voices that crowded around, to tune out nuisance noise; to make a dent in the deepening declivity of intentions… Continue reading Deaf to the oppressed.
Where Land is Rare
I stood on the cliffs and looked out to blue, blue sea, the bobbing boats with lines and nets in the bounty. ——- An innocence spread out on the tortured ruins below the rippling waves where we came too late, too slow. – Heard the bells of the churches and cathedrals… Continue reading Where Land is Rare
Goodness Sown
Politics is the name but man -ipulation the game as they have learned to use our prejudices against us, leaning on us like toppling trees to sway our thinking and blow away our morality. Murdoch has tumbled the ——————— numbers to open he safe, of sanity and pushed the news into his own road. And… Continue reading Goodness Sown
A Moment of Grace
For a moment it blazed across the sky, deep rubies, amethyst and gold as the sun sank below the sea leaving me. I looked and saw through the colours into a lit space where all was possible beyond imagining, For a moment time stopped. Then the sun sank and darkness collected around me – yet… Continue reading A Moment of Grace
Help! Look what’s happened!
O phial from astra Zeneca we adore you, the first drops made in Europe delayed by ports and threats and paperwork. Millions more expected, so they say as they sit around a table and nod their heads with Eton wisdom, while thousands and thousands and more sicken daily, and a thousand and more die from… Continue reading Help! Look what’s happened!
A Woman’s Choice
She peeled back her skin and saw that she was raw material for a marketing machine that would make a fortune in denying the fragile existence of a woman because she was fitted out in the wrong covering. —— Leaving her tight skin friends another floated into money by stripping out her stomach and pretending… Continue reading A Woman’s Choice