Sunday, 9 December 2012

Sisterhood - The ties that bind.



Act 1 scene 2
                         {enter Woman}

{aside}

If you do not have younger women and girls you call family then you may not understand the depth of the pain I feel when I witness a young girl seduce an older man.. You may not understand that sisterly love is not confined to a sister of the same blood. 

Flattering as it may seem to him, I wonder if he stops to wonder what his own are doing while he entertains another man's little princess ,shatters another man's hopes and dreams, his daughter. 

I know that the men should carry part of the blame, but lets refain from hiding behind the shadow of blame-shifting. It is but only a shadow. 
Ladies should we be pointing unclean fingers at all and sundry when we could be leading by example? 
I'm not ashamed to say, "I am imperfect and that to this day I am WITH my own faults." 
But do not be fooled into mistaking my faults for my defining traits. 
I am a woman of God and not a woman born of human flaws, therefore my flaws do not have the power to reconstruct the definition of me. 
                                                                                                             {music }

Name-calling your neighbours daughter over lunch to animate your guests, is this the moral fibre that threads through society? 

Know this, "I will fight for my sisters, I will not bow in shame or turn a blind eye, I will speak and you will listen!" 

It is not my place to keep a tally of the sins my a sister has commited, not my place to tell of her story when I've never walked in her shoes. 
My place is to love, to pray for the revival of a spirit of sisterhood amongst us, to embrace and praise every woman for the efforts that they make towards a better life. 

I may not change the world or save it, but if one young woman pays heed to my voice, then my life as a woman will not have been in vain. 
                                               
                                                                                                          {music}
                                                             {flourish}

Love:Candy Morrow

A poem written for dVerse Poets Pub in the First Person Narrative.. The poem was inspired by a scene I witnessed while out on the town last night. 

6 comments:

  1. smiles..it is our responsibility you know...tot he future genration, not to condemn but to walk with and in love show them ways far better....i feel your heart in this...and it is good...smiles.

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  2. i agree with bri..it's good if we lead with a good example and show them the way in love...somehow made me think of the scene when salome danced before king herod and it costed him john the baptist's head..

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  3. What a brave and uplifting voice you have here ~

    I feel for those young girls, but I feel the burden is also on the older men, fathers too with their own daughters. I like that you don't condemn them but try to love and pray for them ~

    Wonderful tale and structure ~

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  4. strong write Candy. I'm always interested in those ideas that surround such statements, "if I affect one person…." as it's so true, no matter the context. After all, life is all about learning and sharing, and if we truly affect another, then that "lesson" so to speak, is a positive one. Great piece here. Thanks for sharing it, and of course I love that you fit it into the act/scene with directions included as well.

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  5. One at a time is the only way. Thanks for sharing this thought-provoking piece.

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  6. Thank you all for your kind comments. The world is indeed a village.

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