Ain’t waiting no more for no one Life is short &amp; sweet &amp; sour How would I even know if I don’t live the now is here and no point worrying; the future is a streak and yet mayn’t be: Hence I give myself permission...   Wouldn’t wait to know it all; Even science can’t keep it up We all are an individual value Should I let any one make &amp; keep me sour? Joy &amp; happiness is just a short distance no chaos &amp; creeks should blur my vision: Hence I give myself permission...   All I got are my voice &amp; word Not taking it personal means to keep it out All mental space I have is taken! With thoughts of a rosy here &amp; now I wouldn’t assume: I’ll just do my best still it’s okay every now &amp; then to falter: Hence I give myself permission… (c) 2017 Marie Abanga

Africa

I Give Myself Permission: An emancipation poem

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Gender-based Violence

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