She is a woman, not by choice but by destiny.
She had no foreknowledge, in the making of her gender.
She was born like every other child.
Feminine, as described by nature.
Judged as weak, by men who sees no greatness in her powers.
She was thrown into the class of a home.
Covered with the stress of motherhood, like a cloak of shame, making her feel less of herself.
Her voice was denied a chance to echo in the assembly of men.
For women are not to be heard but seen they thought aloud.
Her presence seemed like the appearance of a plague.
Her sneeze, a taboo.
She grew day by day in thoughts and prayers.
Asking questions that were never answered.
Tears became a reminder of her hopelessness.
She found no joy in living but comforts herself in the smile of her child.
It was only a matter of time and her break came.
She got the chance and courage to speak for what she believed was right.
She stood to face her worst fear; acceptance.
She wants to be seen, heard and accepted as a human who deserves the chance to live, to express herself and not be treated less simply because she is of a different gender.
She is a woman. She is not afraid to be herself.
All she needed was a chance to spice up the world, with the flavor of herself in every field of life, beyond the kitchen and the other room.
A voice, to express her will, give her contribution to the progress of society and growth of the human race.
The fight is not against masculinity but against injustice, rape, violence and calamities that has befallen her kind, women and the entire human race.
She is a woman, She is your mother, your wife, your sister and your daughter.
She leads!!!
-Ruty Richy-