Chapters of This Woman

Chapters of this Woman Who am I? An unread story — a book whose cover is waiting to be opened for my pages to be stroked, to be turned, my words to be ingested — to be heard. Who dares to read? Who is brave enough to delve beyond my first page absorb every chapter of me, without prejudice, without judgement, without fear. Are you? Chapter One Once upon a child abandoned by her father, the daily struggles of her mother culminated from the fruit of her labour. I am ripened through hardship, cultured from oppression sometimes chapters of me are fragile, tears smear my words — sometimes. And when the wet pages of me tear & fall apart, who cares enough, who is patient enough to handle my pages sensitively. Sellotape me together, piece by piece. Are you? Chapter Two Once upon a woman abandoned by her lover, the daily struggles of a mother — like my mother fortified from the fruits of my labour. Matured from hardship, enlightened from the freedom and beauty of my culture my stapled pages recite with unapologetic truth the writings of me read differently, my dialogue stronger than ever was. And as my story evolves, my narrative grows my pages — reinforced, with wisdom. Inside each new chapter of me, I rise up, raising my daughters with a different voice. I nurture their prose with resilience & wonderment, for it is they who breathe life to my narrative, consolidate the purpose of my story — glue my pages together. My happily ever after.