I Stand Against Violence, I Say No To Abuse Poem by Leena Amwaalwa

She was our friend
She was our sister
She was our rock
Our pillar of strength
And our fountain of joy.
But when you ripped off her clothes and shoved her down
When you degraded her to a rubbish
You took her self-worth.

She was our mother
She was our aunt
She was our provider
Our shelter, our voice.
And our fountain of wisdom.
But when you kicked and punched her to a pulp
When you degraded her to a walking shell
You took her dignity.

She was our leader
She was our teacher
She was our artist
Our source of pride
And our future.
But when you took your gun and squeezed the trigger
When you degraded her to a corpse
You took her life.