KWEE Liberian Literary Magazine Jan. Iss. Vol. 0115 Mar Vol. 0315 | Page 36

Unscripted
Liberian Literary Magazine Promoting Liberian Literature, Arts and Culture

Unscripted

Cher Antoinette
MARCH 2016“ UNSCRIPTED” for MARCH 2016 The month of March is declared annually as Women ' s History Month and it highlights the contributions of women to events in history and contemporary society. International Women ' s Day is on March 8 this year and numerous events worldwide will be scheduled in recognition. As a woman, a single mother and a grandmother I am constantly grateful and thankful for the unique perspective that has been bestowed on me as a result of my gender; the instinctive nurturing, the gift of multitasking, the skills to comfort and the ability to be firm and in control when needed. This being said, there are still many women who are marginalized, victimized, and brutalised daily. We therefore must do whatever we can to keep the fires burning to ensure the equality and safety of all of our sisters.
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RIGHT
You ask me what I wish for What I need Your attention Your comfort Fulfilment
Is that too much to wish for I need my worth to be recognized Valued And revered
Is that too much to ask for
For too long I have been the one to give I have been the one taken Taken From my path Taken From the happiness Seen in the eyes of my children
I am not my physical appearance I am not my smile I am not my eyes I am the energy
Inside of me That part of me for which you have little time Or interest
But you wish to explore The outside Enter the tight spaces Feast in the ambrosia Released Seducing me
Knowing that I crave intimacy Connection Copulation
But that is not what I want That is not what I need
My soul cries Cries for understanding
You don ' t know me You don ' t have the right To question me To make me read between the lines
You put me on the sidelines To watch the game being played To be the substitute The understudy Whose name is not on the Playbill
But in everything there is a beginning And in everything there is an end
The cries of my soul will be heard Distance will no longer be The hemispheres will be whole once more As the world folds on itself
And I And I will become the woman I know I am For I would have found The man who knows me
© 2015“ Architects of Destiny”
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