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Sep 2019
Do you hear the pleas and cries?
See the carnage left behind?
Feel the pain radiated through?
Begging humanity to ensue.

Am I fodder for the stronger?
A plaything for the taking?
I’m a mother, I’m a sister
I’m a friend, I’m a lover

I see the strains and pray for change
As my heart breaks and breaks again
I have love from above
I have light and human rights

Is it my body you abhor?
Making you treat me like a *****?
Or my mind in your distaste
That drives you to debase?

I am stronger than your weakness
I shine brighter than your bleakness
I am kindness in your spite
My soul brighter than your plight

I will stand and expand
There is nothing I cannot withstand
Unafraid in your degrade
My spirit will cascade

Willful of my power
I will stand against your towers
My body you might beat
But my heart soul you will never defeat.
Tasneem Moosa
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Tasneem Moosa  26/F/Cape Town
(26/F/Cape Town)   
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