It's about hearts

I have been reading the terrible story of the rape of Tamar. It's in the Bible, but you don't need to read it to know it. A man raped a woman, because he wanted to. Then he dumped her. The consequences for her were desperate.

That's what we are up against. Men abusing women, and then ignoring the devastating consequences. Recently a Ghana paper -  the Daily Graphic - told a story of a man who raped his wife, and then poured acid on her vagina. I find it really hard to write such a thing, but we have to deal in reality.

Ghanaian women don't need our money - they need our hearts. They need to know that we feel the pain of this and countless other viscious attacks on them. They need to know that their voice is being heard. Are we listening? 

“Please”

 

My pain is so great,

my voice a silent scream.

My body is broken,

 my spirit torn.

Like a chocolate wrapper,

I’m thrown away.

What hope is there?

What help

to heal my hurt,

too deep for words?

 

“Please”