A VOICE FOR THE VOICELESS

                                     By Linda Kazembe (Midlands State University)

The room was so silent

Sorrow overshadowed me

I knew I was not alone                                                                                

 Tip top went the sound behind me                                       

My heart raced

Alone in a dark world of shattered dreams

A little hopeless girl

With a beast as a father

As the sun set so did my heart faint

No dreams for a brighter future

The sound was as fast as the drum beats

It was so rough as always

My face became his punching bag

Tattoos became my cover page

My painter was my father

Blood stains all over

Pain eats me alive

As I was about to surrender

The voice came again

Like an angel from above

Out of darkness

Led me into the light

Gave me a shoulder to lean on

A cloth to wipe away all the pain

Restored my strength

The chirping birds

The wind

Whispered words of motivation

I became a voice for the voiceless

Pain made me stronger

The time had come

For the first time NO

Changed my life

I was free

Stand up and fight for your rights

Have the courage to say NO!