The light

Yesterday and further away
I heard the blame
I grew anxious

Today I hear the accusation
I grow angry

Maybe today
I am no longer the she
who was in denial of
being treated disrespectfully
and
accused with contempt

Maybe today
The veil falls off
and
I see the truth
for the first time
so
the righteous anger
rises in me
and
I am no longer afraid

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊 View all posts by Cassa Bassa