Contents Of The Savage Society (An Observation on The Woman Empowerment Day 2014) Beside the cross, In the main street of the busy bazar, There stood with appalled appearances, A woman seemed in late forties, Her face was as if ashes overspread on it, It seemed as if her each gesture of the body Represented nothing but only the truth Of her plight that she went through. The bazar was jostled with men and women, Some went on alone, some in couples And some in throngs The shocked women was going on Blurting the matter of unthinkable horror, “O! People, Is there anyone to rescue me out of the quagmire? Is there anyone to believe in me? Is there anyone to provide me a sense of safety? Is there anyone to extent me any legal support? I have been a widow, For the last five years, And since the death of my husband I have been constantly raped, By no one but the father and brothers Of my late husband Who in relation are my father-in-law and brothers-in-law, They ask me to serve them naturally and unnaturally, There is a child I my womb, But I don’t know whose produce I am nourishing.” I too stood beside her, Watched and listened her carefully, She was not lunatic but complete in healthy brain, Then I could not stop left the place with sullen heart As the contents she spoke were of the savage society Besides, I had to listen to the speech in the town Of a federal minister on’ The Women Empowerment Day’. By Muhammad Shanazar
Posted on: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 03:46:40 +0000
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