Submission

The pain
Ingrained,
In the face
Of no voice,
Nameless.
Shamed.

The screech,
It beckons
the eyes to a sight.
Horrendous.

Her struggle for a name,
For an entity,
To save face.
Endless.

Is it a woman who must beg,
For a saviour,
A friend,
Is she incapable of all else?
Defenceless.

Is it right for a woman
who doesn’t conform
to the norm,
To be treated as a threat?
To be placed as second best?
For she is but just a woman.

Inferior.

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