Thursday, March 7, 2013

{Group poem 27: Female Genital Mutilation}: Rahmat

I dont ask why it was done. 
I know a part of me is gone.
Even though I dont miss it.
I feel I must to the truth admit.
What was an essence of my womanhood.
Was severed to justify no good.
I dont feel less of a woman.
Living with less of an organ.
What is done, is done.
The effect is long-term.
Not to define me.
But to teach thee.
I'm not broken.
Nor confidence sunken.
Yes I'm affected.
But not defeated.

Rahmat Hashi
Copyright © 2013

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