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She Will Never Be The Same

klabarron
03-05-2004, 10:34 PM
She was only 7… facing a most horrific scene. Not only fighting without but within as she attempts to muster the strength to endure what every woman of her tribe has done before. But she is only a child. Held tight by 5 women – and facing a blade and a man - her life will never be the same.

And the horror begins. She thrashes and pulls and tears fill her eyes as she cries aloud not fully understanding what is to occur but knowing she will have pain for Momma has warned her. (She vividly remembers her own pain) And so, they tighten their grip and pen her down and her life is changed forever

Certainly this is unreal: the “Federal Prohibition of Female Genital Mutilation Act of 1995" passed in September of 1996, says this should NOT be so! The law provides for prison sentences of up to 5 years for anyone who "circumcises, excises, or infibulates the whole or any part of the labia majora or labia minora or clitoris of another person who has not attained the age of 18."

But she’s only 7 and not American. She is African. Muslim. She is Christian. She is in Somalia and the Sudan, in Egypt – She is young and African. She is in Russia and Canada. She is middle-eastern. She is young and in pain.

And with her head braced, arms bound, her ankles strapped and her young face frowned -- they cut her. She screams with pain. They cut her and she screams in a deplorable pain. They cut her and she screams from this inhumane pain. Her life will never be the same. She has not even seen puberty. She is sewn shut with only a small opening to urinate and menstruate in due time. She is left young and in pain.

Hush little baby don’t say a word – Momma’s gonna’ buy you a mocking bird.
If that mocking bird don’t sing Momma’s gonna’ buy you….”
But Momma cannot take away the pain.

So the nightmares begin. In the middle of her nights she cries as she remembers that they cut and she screamed, they cut and she screamed, they cut and she screamed but now she’s past puberty and she is getting married.

Oh the beauty of her tribal custom. The cultural pomp and circumstance and the honeymoon, a love to consummate but terror fills the night for she must be opened, not by the loving penetration of her husband to her virgin love but by a double edged sword. She is opened with a double edge sword? She is opened with a double edge sword? Only to be sewn shut once her husband had reached his end. Every time he travels – sewn shut again! Tragic! Painfully tragic! Her life will never be the same again.

In the name of Jehovah and Allah supposedly honoring the Koran and the Bible as good Muslims and Christians but culture has overrun faith and again she is cut and re-sewn again and again. For the sake of good religion she is cut and re-sewn again and again. For the sake of her husband she is cut and re-sewn again and again.

“From the beginning in Genesis, the book of the beginning,
Our God gave us circumcision,”

Certainly so but as it was recorded in Holy Writ – it was for every MALE child, bond or free, to enter into covenant with God by way of cutting away of the foreskin in this Holy act of circumcision. So who ordained this 7 year old’s pain. Could it be the precipitation of Muslim and Christian males who chose to hurt because they were hurt and because we are MALE SUPERIORS then certainly it must inflicted upon or FEMALE INFERIORS because she is less than, beneath me, a second class citizen of lower class estate and she will be cut without national or religious debate. No asylum for her – this is her God ordained fate…

Where the pleasure of love should abide there is only a nightmare of Circumsion, a brutal clitoridectomy, an excision, an infibulation, or pharonic circumcision. – cutting away what is NOT necessary, NOT needed, the dross, the undesired. But they cut away what was natural and NEEDED not the dross! She cannot feel pleasure for feeling pain. CANNOT feel pleasure for feeling pain. cannot feel pleasure for feeling pain. Her life can never be the say for what they took away and 7 can never be replaced. The brutality, an inhumane insanity and she will never be the same.

Stop the madness. Stop the pain. Bring female-circumcision to an end.
She will never be the same.

$$RICH$$
03-06-2004, 05:29 PM
sho nuff on point here
man lovin ya scribes
load up .....

klabarron
03-06-2004, 06:43 PM
thanks bruh. really enjoyed the flow last evening.
k

Bluewater
03-08-2004, 09:18 PM
this one really touched my heart
much love
Peace
BlueWater:heart:

klabarron
03-09-2004, 07:49 PM
a tough reality! thanks Sis!

queentswana
03-30-2004, 06:53 PM
We now know that ...Maddness has certainly taken over this world.
reading this poem left me two seconds short of losing my mind :hammer:
surely we know that the :devil: is busy 24-7 ...I am more than :hot: we must somehow protect our babies...
you're doing a good job...keep it comming...

klabarron
03-31-2004, 07:13 AM
It is horrific. God help us. The sad part is, we abuse God's name as we abuse our children. (As a culture that is.) Be Blessed Sis.
k


We now know that ...Maddness has certainly taken over this world.
reading this poem left me two seconds short of losing my mind :hammer:
surely we know that the :devil: is busy 24-7 ...I am more than :hot: we must somehow protect our babies...
you're doing a good job...keep it comming...

watzinaname
06-27-2004, 09:57 AM
I have heard of this horror, I think most of us have, but the way you bring this....makes the experience feel live and in technicolor. Your depiction of this made me want to clutch myself in pain, for you bring it to life.

klabarron
08-05-2004, 05:05 PM
Thanks for your poetic push. k


I have heard of this horror, I think most of us have, but the way you bring this....makes the experience feel live and in technicolor. Your depiction of this made me want to clutch myself in pain, for you bring it to life.

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