A journey taken by women
For women
A depraved ritual
Scarring us forever
I remember laying down
Then being pinned to the bed
As another woman began to cut
No use of anaesthetic here
To remove the clitoris
With an unsterilized blade
My body convulses
Resulting in deep, longer incision
The pain indescribable
The scars lifelong
Tear roll down
Spirit bruised
A cursory glance to the left
A procedure endured for women by women
To satisfy the need of men
Author Bio:
Kauser Parveen is married with children. She observes life then writes about it. She would relish the idea of writing a book and remains hopeful. Presently, she is training as a mental health nurse but was a youth worker in the past, finding this a useful mechanism to understand young people.
For women
A depraved ritual
Scarring us forever
I remember laying down
Then being pinned to the bed
As another woman began to cut
No use of anaesthetic here
To remove the clitoris
With an unsterilized blade
My body convulses
Resulting in deep, longer incision
The pain indescribable
The scars lifelong
Tear roll down
Spirit bruised
A cursory glance to the left
A procedure endured for women by women
To satisfy the need of men
Author Bio:
Kauser Parveen is married with children. She observes life then writes about it. She would relish the idea of writing a book and remains hopeful. Presently, she is training as a mental health nurse but was a youth worker in the past, finding this a useful mechanism to understand young people.
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