Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsListsHeartedHistoryMy WritingNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vagina “ The Liberation”

by shirley-antonio

The blood in my vagina runs on the pure waters of the river The blood in my vagina smells rotten like the person who raped her The blood of my life runs on the white of the cloud ... The blood in my vagina smells like the baby I abhorred The blood in my vagina smells like the curse of being a woman in the world without equality The blood in my vagina smells like the mouths of women stifling rights The blood in my vagina smells like raped girls The one of my life smells bad like the men who force their daughters to marry The blood in my vagina smells like sex of sexual exploitation The blood in my vagina smells bad like pedophiles. The blood in my vagina smells the future. The blood in my vagina is female liberation.
Request permission to use this poem
Written by
shirley-antonio
21 / F / Namibia
For You?
Written by
shirley-antonio
21 / F / Namibia
Published
Jun 4, 2019
Time
1m
Tags
#feminist#vagina#women#power#liberation#rape#future#blood#smells#supremacy
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell shirley-antonio how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogSupportFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 [production] by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write