Am I not woman enough

Posted September 14, 2020 from Zimbabwe
Am I not woman enough
I wear my scars like pearls

Am I not  woman enough? When you see me, you see an object?  An object you can turn and toss after you are done.  When it suits you, you reap off my clothes and force yourself on me. When you you cum, am thrown into the trash cane.  You have reaped me off of my dignity! 

Am I not woman enough to be respected. In you I see a man who tells me he loves me,  He sleeps with me without protection and expect me not be pregnant?  Am I not woman enough to carry your child?  You tell me you are not ready to be a father, you tell you can't disappoint your family,  Am I trashy that you can't be proud to see what we created out of love together, "well what I thought was love" .  You tell me to abort or else you will kill me!  I suffer through the night, the pain, I almost bleed to death alone.  Yet you are now with another woman you eventually defy her of her dignity as a woman.  Am I not woman enough for you? 

Pain heals with time  You meet the one you think his genuine.  Am I not woman enough to be realized?  All you see is a punching bag,  All you see is a sex tool,  Is marriage supposed to be like this?  You can't even spare the little one  am carry, your blood.  Didn't ever cross your mind, he or she might grow up and become a leader?  Am I not woman enough?  To derseve to be a mother. 

All these ordeals I have gone through and survived still am not woman enough? I told you I wasn't ready for another question to question my womanhood. 

Am I not woman  enough?  To be loved and cared for  even after all the scars men gave me.  Damn you lied all you ever wanted was to put your signiture on my scared soul that you also passed through.  You lied you were different, You said, "you don't want to be like your father" .  You sounded sincere, your eyes so innocent, yet you were slowly making moves  like a Chamillion that changes color, while it draws closer to its prey. 

You made me believe you understood the pain women go through , You made me entrust you with my heart, because you said, "  your sister went through it, your aunt maybe even your mother".  The question still remains are we not women enough?  To continue enduring the pain of being stripped of our dignity  the pain of being a mess emotionally.  Am I not woman enough for you? 

Kuda Kunze   

This story was submitted in response to From Poetry to Paintings .

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Jill Langhus
Sep 14
Sep 14

Hello Dear Kuda,

Welcome to World Pulse! Thanks for sharing your raw first post. I hear the pain in your words. Is this your husband that you're writing about? I do hope you aren't in an abusive relationship?!

I hope you're safe and well, dear.


Sep 14
Sep 14

Hi Kuda,
Welcome to World Pulse and congratulations on your first post!

Of course, we are women enough. ..wonderfully and fearfully created. It really hurts when used and dumped. Every woman hates that. Unfortunately, that seems to be the stock-in-trade of many men. Thank God for a sisterhood like World Pulse. So much support here through thick and thin.

For every hurting woman, we pray for divine succour, healing for the hurting heart. Thank you for sharing the burden of so many sisters so well. Please, let us know how to support you. Send a private message if this is you or anyone you know that is hurting so much.

By the way, the image used for illustration is so apt. It can tell so many stories. Pretty lady here too.

Welcome again!

'Bless you, Sis,
Love and hugs,
E. J.

Sep 15
Sep 15

Welcome to World Pulse Kuda. Your story is your power. Your message thru a poem brought a powerful voice... which led me to a question too, Are we not a woman enough? We deserve more. Thank you for sharing.

Sep 17
Sep 17

Thank you for sharing.

Hello, Kuda,

Welcome to World Pulse! I'm glad that a new voice from Zimbabwe is rising up!

Your post sounds like a story of betrayal. You are such a strong woman to survive such kind of relationship. You are so brave to share this with us. Writing is a good way to express emotions. Please tell us more about yourself, dear. We would love to know more about you.

Welcome again to our growing sisterhood!