Written by Sinead McGuigan
In defiance signs lead us
to take possession of providence.
I am restrained by your controlling mind yet
my skin glows in radiant patterns.
Beauty beneath garments that can’t
define me, you can’t see me.
I alone know what it feels like
to choose my own Identity.
Poetry and art grieve my state.
Can I not speak in tongues
of freedom without gluttonous
mouths tasting every word?
Can I not seek the sun’s attention
or dance in the rain without
corrupting the fabric of your society?
I am a mortal being, not to be concealed.
I am free to listen to the heavenly gods
appaulde without blame or shame my
choice, my voice.
Poetry and art grieve my fate.
The treachery and terror we paint,
a cry for your salvation.
You pray for my damnation.
My restraint, only serves to
make you feel powerful.
I hold myself to poetry and art.
Until we are free.
“Women, Life, Freedom”
Text © Sinead McGuigan
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