THE GROANING RADICAL FEMINIST
Bitter and heartless
Carefree and perceived to be mannerless
That is my identity
The identity I am given in our community
To them, I hate men
For them I am not fit to be in the midst of women
YES! I am the radical feminist
The one everyone has labelled extremist
But no, I did not start like this
I also once imagined a life of ease
But what I got was far away from ease
I lost my mind of peace
I stopped getting peace of mind
I was raised to Love
I was brought up to give my all
And yes, I did fall in Love
And I gave my all
He was my first
With him I wanted to have it ALL
I did have it all
But not smooth but rough
Not easy but tough
I ran for my life
But went from frying pan to fire
I thought Femi was evil
Little did I know Leke is the real devil
Battered
Shattered
Broken
Frightened
And threatened
I became in the hands of Leke
With him I saw maximum Shege
I got abused
And ultimately abandoned
I picked myself up
I dreamt of being at the top
Some animals with tails in-between their legs cannot stop that
I lost my heart
I just want to be better
Everyday I am left to speak with her
I remind her of the bruises
I remind her of the wounds
I remind her of how much pants we used to buy in a month
I remind her of the much violence we had to endure within a month
The days we wished didn't turn night
The nights we wished didn't turn day
The rains we wished didn't fall
The sun we wished didn't shine
The periods we wished didn't show
The ones we fast and pray to see
The pills we had to take
None of them deserve to have an offspring
The torture we had to endure
EVERYDAY I sit with her to remind her
I am her
She is me
They call me the radical feminist
I call myself...
The Groaning Radical Feminist
If that even best defines me...
This is my reality
And I am living it
Do not blame me
If you don't know my story
Copyright © Oluwasola Elisha | Year Posted 2024
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