I saw her face and was wounded.
Down each of nature's careful lines
her ageless wisdom ran in spheres,
Spheres of drowning sadness.
Even now! Her eyes still swim with memory
like a window of pensivity,
linking lucid nightmares
to the minds of her captors,
Who refused to set her Soul free
for the Sex and the Pleasure.
Who clipped her voice, like the wings of a bird
for some Proof of their Power!
Who chose to ignore, her cries and her screams
as they ransacked and pillaged
the only place, she could hide!
Author notes
"as they ransacked and pillaged,
the only place, she could hide"
HER BODY! INSIDE HERSELF! THEY TOOK HER VERY SOUL< FREEDOM< VOICE< PRIDE AND HER ONLY HIDING PLACE AWAY FROM HER!
I am so greatful to have never experienced such violations and sympathise those who have suffered.
I saw a set of womans portraits in the Plymouth University Gallery and i was shocked at the importance of the photos. all of those women were sold into sexual slavery used as comfort women.
This terrible fact that this is still reality for some women, men and children, who in the third world have been described by the government as disposable people!
PLEASE DO NOT BE IGNORANT OF THEIR SUFFERING THEIR WORRIES OF TODAY COULD BECOME THE WORRIES OF OUR TOMMORROW. SUPPORT THEM.
please comment on my work, let me know what you think.
Picture: Me'Shell Nedéocello- Comfort Women.
inspired by the women's photo's in the gallery of plymouth.
what do you think?
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Fantastic piece
Such great word usage, as they paints wonderful imagery -
This poem reminds me of a book by Sharon Draper, (Copper Sun). It must have been such horror for any woman to have had to be put through such an ordeal simply because they existed as someone elses chattel.
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a nice poem
The poem expresses the tragic and inexorable
slide into catastrophe, of which is a premonition.
Despite short deceptive instances of apparent harmony after a totally dissonant beginning (corresponding to the 'retardation' in classical tragedy) , an irrevocable reverse into chaos follows, with a passionate outcry at the end.
thank you for sharing
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this write has really touched my heart and soul. thank you for sharing and on such a tough subject. i am looking forward to reading more from you in the near future. viyanna rosemarie
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what a beautiful poem and very sad. Its sad how there is so much suffering in this world and that one cannot even keep their very own bodies from being sold. The one thing that should be sacred in this world is stolen from them.
that picture is beautiful too. beautiful woman with such sadness
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very interesting and good. I thought it was beautiful.
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Very deep poem, the emotions leap off the page. It is a terrible thing to see another human being sold into the service of society as a piece of property. Saddens the heart to think these evils could still exist in a "civilized" world such as ours. Nice write.
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'Who clipped her voice, like the wings of a bird
for some Proof of their Power!' This line is very resonant, it's sad that some people have to hurt or disregard others feelings in order to prove themselves 'cool' or 'hard' etc etc
Really good write!!
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Truly Awe Insprining
The way you have written about such an important subject with heartfelt emotion and such strong words is truly brilliant. It's very passionate and honest and you've tackled what is still today a very taboo subject for most with subtlety. Again very good.
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Thanks to your author notes I realize the importance of your subject. It was not as clear in the poem that you were writing about human slavery, which I believe is an important subject.
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Great write! I love it.
"Who clipped her voice, like the wings of a bird
for some Proof of their Power!
Who chose to ignore, her cries and her screams
as they ransacked and pillaged
the only place, she could hide!"
To have this actually happen to someone today would be terrible. I know I would never want to have the only place I could hide ransacked and pillaged.
Keep writing.
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i liked it
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A nice write... a few wobbly points but overall very pretty. I loved the first line, and also 'ageless wisdom'.
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wow thts deep, your gewd! lol
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to truly crush a soul, is to violate it's shell... A very passionate write hun.. brought memories and tears to my eyes.. I'm very proud and glad that you wrote this.. I really don't know what to say, but as a woman who has known the pain, I say THANK YOU!
Angel
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You have given those ladies back a little of the dignity pillaged from them all those years ago.
Your poem speaks with dignity from a womens perspective, of those tragic events, and certainly does justice to the personnel horror what only those women knew.
her ageless wisdom ran in spheres,
Spheres of drowning sadness.
Even now! Her eyes still swim with memory
is first class, you capture the integrity of the woman with consumate truth.
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