Plea for our daughters and sisters life

#Plea_for_our_daughters_and_sisters_lives No no no...as the last words of a daughter, begging her murderer, begging for her life and still he continued and ebbed the soul out of her body. The mood in South Africa is now down, heavy dark cloud hangs over us all, not just clouds, but traumatized spirits of daughters and sisters, everywhere everyone wiping tears, that pours immensely. Fear traps pride, instead of celebrating birth of daughters, we tremble, silenced by fear. South Africa has turned from a home to a den of predators, preying daily on our daughters and sisters. The streets, schools, even our homes no longer safe, for our own by our own, worse when churches too have joint hands in perpetrating, in South Africa no female is ever safe How many should die in the hands of those who claimed to love them, how must be killed by fathers, boyfriends and husbands before we all say enough, are we to wait until there are no more daughters and sisters in our homes? Are we to wait until the are no longer spaces in graveyards to burry, for they will be filled by our sisters and daughters alone? The silence has gone way too silence for one to not speak, emotions evoked in me, skews my spirit, wanna lean but daughters and sisters are nowhere near to hold me, the spaces around me, where once sisters and daughters occupied, are horrifying, I fear South Africa shall one day have no daughters to call, for the taking is out of control, Dear God, please salvage our daughters, from the grip of heartless men, empty quickly the anger and remorseless filled hearts before they shut down completely, a women womb, of daughters. Intervene before all left in South Africa be names and memories of our daughters, your silence is deafening. I plea for our daughters and sisters lives #Poetic_Ink