Her.
Inward.
More
floods
of salty
distress
whirlpool
themselves
into
loneliness
which hurt and
submerge her.
Outward.
Same
pantomime
carries
on daily
role-molding
her male
as a paragon of
right who
knows how to
control and
suppress her.
Inward
she suffocates while
outward
she fabricates
and those
females now
free and
emancipated
will lead
her to ask why.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: August 30th, 2022 01:39
- Comment from author about the poem: The image above shocked my pen into versing the plight of chained women.
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- Users favorite of this poem: MendedFences27, Bella Shepard.
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Comments8
I am almost too ashamed to suggest how much I enjoyed this poem .. and how equally appalled by the thought of so much suffering ..
I now bow to your pen mistress Fay ........... x
Dear amigo - - my blushes grow pinker by the minute - - apologies too for removing the title and using a new one with I think more punch............. so many thank yous for your understanding...........x
If on the words alone I must comment, then you know I think you have a mastery over them, as they mesmerize the reader.
If on the subject I am allowed to comment, then everyone who sits in silence is equally guilty of such heinous acts.
Ah how true your observation on those who sit in silence Suresh - -- the times escalate the need for standing upright to be counted on matters which the poem touches upon .
If on the words alone I must comment, then you know I think you have a mastery over them, as they mesmerize the reader.
If on the subject I am allowed to comment, then everyone who sits in silence is equally guilty of such heinous acts.
Let’s make it clear: this is one of the strongest and straightforward statements of why feminists are motivated to be feminists I’ve happened upon in a long while.
Good for you, Fay.
Thanking you Dave and am so glad you are in the same corner as me re. the roles most of us play.
Women are half of the world but possess about one percent of the power in the world. By power I mean in all phases of living. Half the women in the world do not know what it is to be free.
A well written poem that explores this issue in a unique style. Let's hope the free women of the world can actually bring about the necessary change of which you speak. The world would be a better place if it happens. I was impressed by the style used to explore the point of this poem, "Inward, Outward". It tries to explain some of the rationale that forces these women into subjugation. Let's hope they rise up and take control. - Phil A.
Oh, dear poet as I read this poem, and think of the plight of so many women all over this world, I can't help but weep. I see the strength and courage of those who will not be subjugated, and their determination is unmatched. They not only fight for themselves, but for all women. I not only applaud your words, but your commitment to speak truth. This is such a favorite!
Thanking you Bella for your perceptive comment on the plight of chained women - I wept too as I put together the verse of lament that there are still so many - -- time slowly alters however and those now free to be themselves will no doubt fight for the rest. I am grateful that this one went into your list of favourites.
A sensitive write Fay.
Yes it is a sensitive subject my friend. Thank you for dropping by and leaving a comment on Her.
Powerful words Fay, I just do not understand how this sort of thing could happen.
Andy
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