do you hear that? the haunting cries for hope, for understanding, for change, formed by the mouths of women from times past and present, pleas for a different future, one not built on power and hate, one where theyβre not told what to do or told theyβre not good enough
do you hear the years of sadness and rage, for themselves and their peers, years spent crumbling under the pressure. do you hear the pleas of the little girl a girl, set a path she did not want to follow, but forced to do it anyway
do you hear how tired they are of being used and ignored, just wanting to speak and be heard, a space for growing and healing. choosing to live, to make a difference to bring light to the darkness to provide a way forward for others too