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WHAT WILL BECOME OF US?
This other day I decided to take a walk out of the blue. I wanted to just walk and clear my head in the mountain where it is quiet and will be able to calm my nerve. I wanted a place where I can find myself again and the mountain was the perfect place to be able to meditate as well.
I picked up my short trouser and a long sleeve shirt with sneakers so that I will have a comfortable walk. Left my phone because I didn't want to be disturbed, but only took a bottle of water for when I get thirsty out of walking miles and miles and started my journey. I walked peacefully without realizing that I was being followed, followed by these 2 men who looked dirty and hungry for attention. I found a huge stone and sit on it then started to meditate, looked at the beautified nature and read the book I took for the journey. Those men were now hiding behind trees observing me and looking at me with filthy eyes on every part of my body while I kept on doing what I was doing. I stretched my body relaxing my muscles and then closed my eyes for focus but I felt a hand on my shoulder and a voice saying "Get out of this place now" I opened my eyes terrified of those words as I didn't see anybody near me, I stood up and picked up my stuff and began to run for my dear life. Remember those 2 men who was following me? they were now running after me like I was some kind of a meat they were hunting for. I was scared and crying as I run saying "Lord don't let them catch me and take my innocent cause I won't live to tell a tale", they were approaching and I could hear them saying how they were going to take a turn of me, how they will rip me apart and leave me bleeding to death, how they are going to feast on me. "Oh dear Lord I don't deserve this" in my heart I said as I kept running and calling out for help but no one could hear me because I was still in the middle of the bushes. Out of the blue a man appeared out of nowhere and I fell on his feet and begged for his help and he said "Cry not my child, I was sent by God". Those men saw that I am now safe and decided to run away disappointed because they couldn't have what they came to do and I was safe in the hands of a stranger. I saw God hand as I survived the scars that some don't live to tell a tale and some are scarred for life with no healing.
From that moment I looked at myself and other women who are being taken advantage of and asked "Is it because of our clothes? is it because we don't matter? is it because we can't fight for ourselves? premature death is our portion?" I didn't understand what kind of a universe we live in that we cannot be ourselves, always looking over our shoulders of what can happen at this moment. Living out of fear in the hands of mens who are supposed to love us, protect us and assure us of safety. What will become of us in the hands of these broken generations?
© HOPE.N❤️
I picked up my short trouser and a long sleeve shirt with sneakers so that I will have a comfortable walk. Left my phone because I didn't want to be disturbed, but only took a bottle of water for when I get thirsty out of walking miles and miles and started my journey. I walked peacefully without realizing that I was being followed, followed by these 2 men who looked dirty and hungry for attention. I found a huge stone and sit on it then started to meditate, looked at the beautified nature and read the book I took for the journey. Those men were now hiding behind trees observing me and looking at me with filthy eyes on every part of my body while I kept on doing what I was doing. I stretched my body relaxing my muscles and then closed my eyes for focus but I felt a hand on my shoulder and a voice saying "Get out of this place now" I opened my eyes terrified of those words as I didn't see anybody near me, I stood up and picked up my stuff and began to run for my dear life. Remember those 2 men who was following me? they were now running after me like I was some kind of a meat they were hunting for. I was scared and crying as I run saying "Lord don't let them catch me and take my innocent cause I won't live to tell a tale", they were approaching and I could hear them saying how they were going to take a turn of me, how they will rip me apart and leave me bleeding to death, how they are going to feast on me. "Oh dear Lord I don't deserve this" in my heart I said as I kept running and calling out for help but no one could hear me because I was still in the middle of the bushes. Out of the blue a man appeared out of nowhere and I fell on his feet and begged for his help and he said "Cry not my child, I was sent by God". Those men saw that I am now safe and decided to run away disappointed because they couldn't have what they came to do and I was safe in the hands of a stranger. I saw God hand as I survived the scars that some don't live to tell a tale and some are scarred for life with no healing.
From that moment I looked at myself and other women who are being taken advantage of and asked "Is it because of our clothes? is it because we don't matter? is it because we can't fight for ourselves? premature death is our portion?" I didn't understand what kind of a universe we live in that we cannot be ourselves, always looking over our shoulders of what can happen at this moment. Living out of fear in the hands of mens who are supposed to love us, protect us and assure us of safety. What will become of us in the hands of these broken generations?
© HOPE.N❤️
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