In two weeks on February 14, the campaign One Billion Rising, a global call to Rise, Strike and Dance as a way to create a heightened awareness to gender based violence will come to its climax. I have been a part of the journey towards this grand finale of global mobilization where different groups the world over will hold events in their communities. more information can be found here.
The request for a poem by Muse for Women was just what I needed to deal with the turmoil that daily, relentless exposure to the horrors of violence against women can stir. So thank you Muse for Women for this outlet for our pain which we exorcised in poetry! Here is an excerpt From Brute on my Body. Acerbic Anthology will be out in the next few days and details where to purchase will follow.
A wasteland of war.
Battlefield my body. Weapons of mass violation,
Diabolical drones pierce the sky of my soul.
They throttle the laughter of my joy,
And darken the portal to my ecstasy.
Thieves pillage my orchard of sweet solace,
And spit shards of agony into the universe.
Constellations crash and burn while
The brute on my body
Lays my soul a wasteland of war.
Earth will revolt and regurgitate
The grimy grizzle of war.
The putrid odor of warlords
On her body, my body, our bodies
Will be washed away in defiant tears
And mutinous sweat;
Her sweat, my sweat, our sweat.
She will Rise, Resist and Strike
Down the stalwart bastions built
On our blood and bones
For our own oppression and violation.
We will dance again.
Barbara Mhangami –Ruwende, 2012