Zywa
The strong woman
When I was young, they said
She can wear them
those gaudy clothes
And now they are who I am
apart from my body
that they camouflage
They are the strong woman
who lets herself be guided
by them who are weak
and afraid, as if it is their fault
to be nobody, one of the many
who are not heard
Together we fight
my name and I
we fight for someday
freedom and peace everywhere
wisdom everywhere
compassion everywhere
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