The
dark days have come!
When
I dread to walk around,
In
school I can’t keep up,
Those
days make me sick!
The
red liquid keeps flowing,
Why
can’t I just stop it?
Surging
pain in my abdomen,
Every
single limb in me aches,
Yet
I have to work and read!
Mama
struggles for me,
Leather
she borrows for my sake,
I
sit on the damp soil till dawn,
Mama
pities me, she cries for me,
And
I along with her, will relief ever get here?
In
school the students mock me,
I’m
embarrassed, I’m ashamed,
This
is too much - why me?
No
tampon for me, no sanitary towel,
Nothing
to shield me, to hide my shame! No one to protect me!
My
heart aches for that day,
When
I can dance through my cycle,
When
checking becomes a vocabulary,
When
the period of shame becomes the period of pride,
When
my heart falls in line with natures phenomena!!!!!!
