BEYOND THESE WALLS

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Zimbabwean Women Writers
Zimbabwean Poetry
Batsirai E Chigama
Jestina Mukoko

My blood is cold beneath my skin

frozen with shame

they undressed me

in front of a thousand strange men

stripped me of all pride and dignity

Laughing, pointing at my withered breasts

hoping for subjugation they beat me

beat me in my nakedness

then they chained my hands, chained my feet

trapped me with dank sour smells of lost hope

in a cold cell with rusty bars

clanked the door shut

threw the keys in a forgotten mine

hoping I too would be forgotten

 

My body bleeds from the inside

my spirit is wounded

I am chained

yet my thoughts roam in places

far beyond these walls

places I have been and those I will soon be

My visa to freedom, my mind

they can never

take away

from me. 

 

©Batsirai E Chigama, Zimbabwe