Be Brave
I don't want to feel scared of being the next murdered women . I Don’t Want to Be a Statistic I don’t want to feel the chill of fear, Waking in the night, haunted by the whispers— The cries of our sisters, the missing and murdered, Echoing through the shadows, lingering in the air. You may see the #MMIW tag, Scrolling past it like a forgotten story, But for us, it’s not just a hashtag; It’s a reality, a reminder of lives lost, Of dreams shattered, Of women taken, Their voices silenced. For years, I’ve watched the arguments unfold, Organizations and communities debating how to protect, But where is the action? Where is the change? Women plead for fairness and safety, Yet the world turns a blind eye. If murderers only targeted white men, At the same rate we lose our Aboriginal women, Would that spark outrage? Would that be fair? If just as many w...