Today a woman died.
As I rose out of my bed they bound her.
As I washed my hair they cut off her hands.
As I drank my coffee they cut off her feet.
Today a woman died.
As I walked out my front door they locked her in her hut.
As I started my car they started her home on fire.
As I laughed with friends over lunch she burned.
Today a woman died.
She died for freedom.
She died for the hungry.
She died for the defenseless.
Her name was Dadirai.
Today a woman died.
And tomorrow another.
2 comments:
Yay! I am so glad you started a blog! I'll add you under my Friends on mine. :)
Dadirai....... Peace be with her and the many like her. ((((Dadirai))))
~Michelle from OC
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