
Let Your Hope….


You must be clear in your mind about what you want for your life. Set your standards high. Believe that you deserve the best. Do not compromise and lower your standards against your better judgment. Do not do anything that makes you unhappy in order to keep someone in your life; in the end you will regret it.


The following poem is a tribute to all the girls around the world who still have to endure the horror of breast ironing.
Punished for Being Beautiful
She is beautiful and she is so afraid,
In a perfect world her beauty would be a blessing,
But in her world it is something of a curse.
Boys will look at her,
Men will lust after her,
And for this she is punished.
Hot, searing iron is thrust into her breasts,
Her womanhood has to be disguised,
She is told It is for her own protection.
She carries the horror of this torture in her heart,
She wonders who will protect her,
From the pain of the hot iron being thrust into her breasts.
Who will protect her from the psychological scars
And from the physical pain,
Who will protect her from the distress
When she looks in the mirror and sees
Her scarred disfigured breasts.
She cries silently into her pillow
And she wonders is her pain will ever end.
No one wants to be alone but it is better to be alone than to be with someone who do does not love, respect, or appreciate you and makes you feel as if you are not important. There is no joy in being in love and unhappy. Living a miserable life is not living at all.

Domestic violence is one of the toughest crimes to fight. The biggest obstacle is the silence of victims. Let’s end the silence, it is not your fault. Say something, talk to someone.
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The source of her pain
Has become the subject
Of her pity, driving home
The fact that nothing lasts
Forever, not even heartbreak
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