The girl,upon realising she had passively inherited her mother’s pair of shoes,stood up to her full height and …
Strutted on the runway?
No
Looked down at her feet in admiration?
Nope
Rather,the girl,after standing up to her full height… raised her right leg…and stood the ground
You see,
This girl…like the million others in the world who inherit their mother’s shoes;
Is expected to sustain the legacy by holding on and passing the tocken to their offspring…
Yes…
But how do you toe along,when the shoe does pinch?
How do you even strut,when the stilleto squeaks?
The pain
That discomfort
It’s a sore struggle
In a world that’s notorious for handing the weak with lemons,
And in a society that teaches the victim to make lemonade out of the lemons…what more do you expect?
Wait…
But this girl dares;
She threw back the lemon and demanded an orange…her orange…her own share of the sweet succulence of justice and equality and fairness…
Well…
Don’t get too confused yet,there is no complicated allegory to this story,
It’s a simple story-albeit not sorry…
about a girl…
The girl;
Who found herself in the same spot as her mother ;
Yelling hubby
Saucers breaking
Pans flying
Glass smashing
Blood on the pillowcase
Door banging
Lights off
And silence
The silence…
The silence as the closing quotes to the chaos
The silence perpetuating into infinity
The silence commuting on from generation to generation …
morphing into a culture
The culture mutating into an entity: a bleached sin
So this girl…
The girl;
In her mother’s shoes,
Can’t contain the pinch any longer
She yearns for comfort,
She longs for freedom
So…when the day came
All she did was stamp the ground..in her mother’s shoes,looked in _his_ eyes and said in a fearless voice:
DON’T EVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN.
Today as the according to Stewie Le Savage family we are celebrating 16 days of activism against Gender Based Violence alongside Elias M Muonde. Thank you