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Today I am sicken at the thought of another woman lying dead in some isolated cane ground as an animal, exposed to the element, never to smile again, to sigh, to sing, or even defend her actions at the hands of a mere man…
Have we taken up the daily grinds of what women in our society go through on a daily basic?
They are abuse verbally, emotionally, sexually and physically, many are living the tales of a life gone wrong and are hoping and praying that they are not next. All we want is to be love, respected and share mutual understanding.
How hard is that?
Our greatest downfall is that we do not understand our strength and the impact we can make if we take a stand for our rights to live and love. If each of us takes some action it would start a revolution. That’s the power we hold in our hands.
My heart pains me as I watch women suffer under the guise of sticking it out and people pleasing syndrome. While the men are glorify as INVESTORS ….spiralling their egos out of control..
Are we now common stock on a market; that we are paraded, pampered and primed to be killed as lambs toslaughter?
LOVE is a serious affair some wear it on their sleeves, others are cautious and thread softly. LUST on the other hand is a set upand LIES are feed to us that we are weak and feeble without a man. So we need to settle.
Have we looked back at our SHEROES…who fought tooth and nail for our rights and won?
It’s time we take a leaf out of their book and embrace who we are as women; we are not only weaklings as some would think…we are the fabric that holds society together.
If any of you experience almost drowning and the grabbing at straws effect ….Thats how ONICKA GULLIVER must have felt as she drew her last breathe.