https://awwproject.org/2015/11/my-heart-hurts/
My Heart Hurts – Poem
My heart hurts
Living in this place
Worse than a prison
My heart hurts
Because I am not
Treated like a human
My heart hurts
Because I have no voice
In who I marry
I am accused of being unworthy
Lies about me spread
I am stoned, beaten, burned
This is not just the story
Of Farkhunda in Kabul
Rukhshana in Ghor
This is the story of thousands
Of women in Afghanistan
Their government does not listen or help
But I am rising
My powerful voice is louder
I write the truth with my golden pen
My heart hurts and I am poor
I stay in the dark corner
Of my house and cry
By Sharifa
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