gender violence poetry

Untitled verse, unbridled words

Disturbed, distressed, disgusted Is how I feel My stomach churns The body shivers I am nauseous With vivid memories When I read or hear Of sexual predators Do they feel like me?
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Poem: A Pakistan Story

A Pakistan Story Of all turmoil in this troubled world, my heart sinks learning of Malala. For three years she wrote a diary about loving school: language, history, algebra.