The World Is A Woman

The World is a Woman

If we are all, I am
No limits
I am who I am
Hear my voice and be silent

I am a blank canvas with no edges
No paint by numbers here
Set free because of what I was given
To choose, to keep
Like the first cup of coffee
Are you ready for freedom?

I am the brightness of tomorrow’s most poor
Light for the next generation
I know the need for singing, for love, for safety
To bridge the gap from speaking
I cook for my son, without me there is no home
Are you ready for my joy?

I am the whole meal like the peace in my soul
Without me there are no lavender smells
Or patience to handle sadness
Without me the world is not how it should be
Get together with meeting of fingertips
Are you ready to embrace peace?

I am resilience like a palm tree that withstands the storm
Struggling but will strive until I reach my goal
I will scream until I’m heard
I will laugh until they listen
I say no and you respect it
Are you ready for our strength?

I am popping candy in honeycomb shards,
Unshattered
My power from my mothers
She smiled politely so I can grin
My power is mine
My choice to take it

Power is me
Power is you
Power is us
Are you ready for us?

Poem by survivors, supported by Shaniqua Benjamin. Read by Olabisi. Filmed by Ruth Towell Film and Photography with financial support from the Marsh Charitable Trust.

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Picture credit :Kelly’s Art For The Soul