I Matter: Why'd You Kill Me Poem by Zinger Wingz

I Matter: Why'd You Kill Me

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I had dreams of becoming a doctor a chef a model a teacher
I had the potential to be all of it
to grow tall and beautiful and give back to my country
I dreamt of making my parents proud someday
BUT I never ever dreamt of a man threatening me with a knife as I went to buy bread
I never dreamt of being dragged into a mysterious car and driven off to the unknowns
I never dreamt of crying so hard to the brim of passing out
I never dreamt of screaming "STOP STOP LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE"and being blatantly ignored and
I never dreamt of begging and begging for my own life to be spared
I never dreamt of being undressed by the eye of a male figure simply because I wore a dress?
I never dreamt of a dirty old man forcefully ripping my clothes off under a bridge
I never dreamt of those hands of filth fondling me all over and over and over
I never dreamt of a man slowly slicing my throat
I never dreamt of enduring the pain of my body parts being removed right before me
I never dreamt of dying by the hands of man
I never dreamt of seeing my mom lose her mind
at my coffin that I could not even lay in because I was shattered by you
I was someone's daughter
And you seperated me from my family to make me one with the dust?
Why?
At which point did you become my god
My creator, the one who decides when it's time for me to leave?
Why did you classify me as sheep?
I had dreams of being a chef and you made me the meal.
Who gave you the right to cast judgement over my life?
The soul you sold was never even yours to sell
But you thoughtlessly gave it away for the sake of a dead guy on a bill.
A PAPER? ?
You killed me in the name of a paper? ? ? ! ! !
My God save us

Dear brothers, sisters, Namibians, Africans, HUMANS! !
You are staining our nation with blood
My Namibia my pride is turning to
My Namibia my Demise
We are the children of the nation
We are the the future
There's no special someone
We either all are or none at all
No one deserves to live more than the other
How can you even live with your life after you ended mine?
I should never have to worry about playing outside
Humans are eating humans now

Stop killing us
Stop Killing us
Stop Killing us
Stop killing our children
Because our children are our joy
Our children are our future
They matter
I matter

Friday, October 26, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: child abuse,deaths,murder,rape
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A poem for all the children, women, victims of child abduction, murder, rape, trafficking.. Lets stand up and stop this! !
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 13 December 2018

Great poetry and great theme, Zinger Wingz. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks

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Zinger Wingz

Zinger Wingz

Windhoek, Namibia
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