(Not) from the same cloth?

Let’s talk
Women to women
Womxn to womxn
I’ve had enough!
Haven’t you?

I thought we were
Cut from the same cloth.

Biology aside,
I told myself
That we had a deeper connection.
That solidarity, that sisterhood…
Was it all a lie?
It’s an icy slap in my face.
You had me fooled.

You betrayed me.

I thought we were
Cut from the same cloth.

I set out to climb the ladder,
But you pulled the rung
Stealthily
From beneath my feet.
I fell
And tried to pick myself up.
But I failed.

You failed me.

I thought we were
Cut from the same cloth.

No man
Should come between us.
We know this
But you did not listen to me.
You did not look me in the eye.
In your rage,
You had no regard for anything else.

You set me alight.

I thought we were
Cut from the same cloth.

My body was burning
My heart was still beating
But you didn’t blink.
Scared
Scalded
My flesh was exposed.
Those wounds would never heal.

You killed me.

I thought we were
Cut from the same cloth.

This poem is a tribute to the many women who have been disempowered by other women, and to 18 year old Boitumelo Dlamini who was set alight by two women who were sentenced for this heartless crime this week. You can read the details here

https://www.iol.co.za/pretoria-news/news/young-women-jailed-after-teen-burned-alive-16772579

4 thoughts on “(Not) from the same cloth?

  1. OMG! Just imagining the event as it played out is horrifying.
    The poem is powerful, the repetition to emphasise… brilliant writing

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