I don’t have a title for this.

                                                   I was standing there and they were looking at me

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I didn’t know what to think or see

 

I was standing there and I know they were thinking of me
They were thinking I’m a piece of meat.

I wanted to run away, run as fast I could
But my limbs decided to stop

I wanted to run away, run as fast I could
But I felt my heart beat suddenly drop.

I didn’t know where to go or how to react
I wasn’t taught any of this in school

I didn’t know where to go or how to react
Shall I express my anger or keep my cool.

Did you think twice before walking to me
Did you think I’m just as human as you?

Did you think twice before walking to me
Oh but you’ve been taught you’re too superior to.

I made my body my home
But you robbed it all

I made my body my home
How come I ended up feeling so small?

I was lying there and they were looking at me
I don’t know what were they thinking or why couldn’t they see

I was lying there and they were looking at me
Oh look at her, what a sad piece of meat.

G. Kaur

***

I’m sorry and heartbroken for those who can’t trust their uncles or fathers or their friends. I’m sorry and heartbroken for those who can’t step out without being afraid and sick to their stomach. I’m sorry for those who face trauma at even a loved one’s touch. I’m sorry and heartbroken for those who feel trapped and feel like they’re being punished for being a girl. I’m sorry.

It’s not our fault. Stop blaming the clothes, western culture, time and venue or anything at all. Blame those who think that these are to be blamed. Blame those who think it’s not decent for women to step out at night. Blame those who think boys will be boys. Because it’s their sons or brothers who grow up to think that it’s okay. That it’s okay to blame the clothes, western culture, time and venue or anything at all.

When will this stop?

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