Woman

You knew from the beginning that nobody would help you that you would have to fight for every little step back from men writing their own history. You waited for a long time for a man to hear your words, “I am you.” Many of you were dragged by hair to a silent room without windows from where your scream ended in thick walls. Some of you floated in the morning quiet river while others who asked for too much never came out of jail. Many laws changed but they didn’t stop the eyes of a hungry man calling you when your rejection could jeopardize safety of your family. So, you walked toward never ending cycles of release and every time when you earned anything you watched for somebody to collect a payment. You knew that time would come for even the most hungry man to fear a bright daylight frozen in time for others to see the thousands of years of the rape or death message rooted below your skin. Your pursuit of freeing yourself from invisible although very real force breaking your knees down helped finally many men to gain courage to release waiting for a long time a whisper “You are me but I am also me so never stop.”