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I was there when you dragged me on cold floors forcing me to do your chores,
Screaming while you locked me in empty dark stores,
Telling me I was nothing but a whore,
While you knocked me through each and every door.
I was there when you took turns to slaughter my vein, Calling me names that truly were making me insane,
I was in so much pain,
Waiting to be striped once more with your cane.
I was there when I took a chance,
Playing music to dance,
Only to be told I was ugly and no one would ever romance. I often took a trance and fled to France.
I was there when I fell into another trap,
The one that led me to so much crap,
Holding onto darker lonely naps,
While left scarred with your hateful slaps.
I was there when you shut the door once more, As I faced the world at the end of the shore,
Wondering why it is a war.
Now you see I am here for you to be close and near,
Speaking of your sorrow that makes me wonder whether to hear, But my beloved one at last I have won.
I was always there with blood connection, today you forget not to mention.
Yesmien Bagh Ali
Yesmien divides her time between speaking on culturally sensitive issues, writing scripts and acting. She loves creativity and doesn’t want to place herself in a ‘tick box’ situation. She runs a successful business, www.amaali.co.uk, and delivers consultancy work within the education system in the North of England. She uses her drama techniques to support the teaching of VAWAG and culturally sensitive current issues, such as radicalisation and racism.