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A poem entitled “Both women”

I see you walk balanced

a tub of river-washed clothes on your head,

a machete in your right hand.

I watch you cut wood for the breakfast’s fire,

bathe your children in dirty water.

I hear you laugh when I explain my fear

of actually swimming out there.

Why do I envy you?

You were born into this world

and are its expert.

You don’t see your life as hard,

you simply live.

You don’t long for that which

you don’t know you lack.

You will live your life

serving your family

and your God.

Yet I will always look at you

through tainted eyes.

Not wanting to be you,

knowing what I would have to give up.

Much of which I believe is better,

but much of which I know is unnecessary.

But if I were you…

Would I struggle less with contentment?

Would I be brave and naturally beautiful?

…not fearing, not hiding, not wanting?

But we are both women.

Both fallen.

Both restored.

This is all that matters.

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