NCFP Poetry | Acid Attack

This poem was inspired by the death of Fakhra Younis in March, Fakrah, committed suicide after many operations to repair her disfigurement. [Daily Telegraph]


Throw some acid
Dear, show your love.
For my opinion
My mind.
My scorn for you
Blind me.
Scar me for life
Scar your mind.
Pour it over
My beautiful face.
Let it burn
Because of my voice?
Who encouraged you
Your friend, mother.
Tradition of control
Hearts of hatred.
Hold your head high
I can’t mine.
Puckered skin
Made my face
Like your mind.
Behind my veil
I see you.
At night, when it rains
I lift my veil.
Water mixes with
My tears.
Salves my mind
No, not flesh.
You want me
In fear.
A chattel, worse
Than a dog.
I do not fear
I now know.
You are a coward
I have the power.
I see you for
What you are.
Incapable of love
Except for self.
If I had my way
I would make.
You look at my
Face every day.
Until your madness
Is replaced.
By torment
You think I cannot.
Now love
I can, I just need.
To find a man
With a good mind.

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