This poem is dedicated to all the women who have undergone the evil of violence, be it physical, emotional or psychological violence, and have come out victorious through all those trials. Poleni sana.

To all the fellow men, let’s respect the ladies: there are better ways to solve issues than hitting women.

NB: A REAL MAN DOESN’T HIT LADIES.

Numerous organizations are at the fore front in eliminating violence against women: examples include WHO, IPU, COUNCIL OF EUROPE and many others.

Be an example to fellow men; Let your voice be heard.

Violence against women starts with SCREAMS and must never end in SILENCE.

THOUGHT

 

I thought about the life we had

When I first met you

And was impressed

When I couldn’t stop talking about you

To my friends

 

I thought about that day

When we shared more that just a peck

When we shared a special moment

That day when you broke my innocence

You were my first love

And probably my last

Love nowadays just doesn’t last

 

I thought a lot today

Thought about all the

Hurt and the pain

Thought about how it hurt

When you walked away

It still hurts

Even though it’s been 8 months

 

I thought about the times

We shared

Mostly when you came home

My heart would be scared

When you would hit me

And neighbours would just stare

When you would hit me

Leaving scars that I still bear

 

I thought about that day

When I walked from work

Going home to see my loved ones

When out of nowhere

Three men ambushed me

And I couldn’t escape

Those five hours are still fresh

In my head

When they all took turns

When I was brutally raped

 

I thought about that day

When I went to the hospital

To inquire about my health

And when the results came back

I was sad to find out

That I had AIDS

 

 

I thought about all that

Pondered upon it

Day and night

And as I did that

So did this angel growing inside

 

God cover me with your love.

 

COMPOSED BY

KARISA KAZUNGU

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