Bruises II: The Blame Trap

It wasn't about what you wore 

It wasn't about what you said

It wasn't about what you did

It wasn't about where you met

It is not about the way you walked

It's not about the way you talked

It's not about the way you danced

It's about his interpretation of your signals

Whether green, red , blue or whatever he saw

Oh no that can't be excused

We are talking about your flower here

Crushed by his ego

Your pride taken by force

And yet he boast of being human

Of being a man, a real man

Tsuiiiiip

Nongsense

See no mom 

E no be be na ya fault

Whether you be wear na wetti

mini skirt, hot pants , open back or only dross

E no be be na your fault

Say you be smile when wuna be di chitchat 

Or you be dance di over shake ya waist

E no be your fault

Even if you no be directly say no 

Or even if e be be na ya paddy man

It's him who is the problem

For objectifying your humanity

For playing with your sincerity

For devouring your purity

In the name of anxiety and 

To please his animality

Let no man determine

What should be wearing

You being should not be the basis for his killing

Child of mine

Daughter of the universe

Rise up from the pain

Let the world see the face of a warrior 

Let the world experience your determination 

To be renewed and to smile again

You shall put your oppressor to shame 

And the world that blamed you for his crime

Will see that you are just

And strong and bold and daring

Let no rapist take your future

Arise daughter, raise up your head

You are a warrior