In My Country
Women walk on eggshells
The way they dress is a rapist’s defence strategy
Their silence confers consent
Their bodies always up for grabs
In every way
There is no privacy especially of the womb
They may be legally and religiously sacrificed on the altar of boys-will-be-boys
They may be murdered at will
But have dubious right to self defence
They are not heard
They are not believed
They are not counted
Their labour not valued
That they are
Our mothers
Our sisters
Our daughters
Our beloved
May be conveniently ignored by law now
Legally
They are property
of the god
of the party
the state
.
re edited and re dedicated to the supreme court of merika 5.5.22 pd lyons
