2016年11月25日 · This is an anthology (compilation of poems) in support of the "16 days of Activism Against Gender Based Violence" campaign which runs from the 25th of November to the 10th of December each year.

In this article, we will explore a selection of poignant poems that confront the darkness of gender-based violence, capturing the experiences, resilience, and pain of survivors. Índice Poem 1: "Survivor's Strength" by Maya Thompson

GBV (Gender Based Violence) is one of South Africa's biggest ills. It is a problem often faced by the black women of our country, and has caused outrage from the women of our black communities. I implore the men of our communities to stand up for us in the ways we black women have stood up for you.This poem is for the women who have to deal ...

GBV is a challenge to our world today, Brings about demoralizing and long lasting kick in the teeth, Storm of fire and a life changing tragedy, Disproportionately affects our economy, Spits poison, talks to us in threats and builds fear, Strikes on us a blow of misfortune, Passes a cycle of scarcity, deprived wellbeing and lack of culture to ...

In recognition of Sexual Assault Awareness month, Peace Corps Botswana Driver Thobo Tomeltso has penned this poem on the devastating impact gender based violence has on communities and people across Botswana and the world.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman's haunting poem, "The Yellow Wallpaper," delves into the psychological consequences of gender-based violence, particularly the insidious effects of patriarchal oppression. Through vivid descriptions and powerful metaphors, Gilman explores the detrimental impact of societal expectations on women's mental health.

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Gender inequality remains a pervasive issue, casting a shadow over societies worldwide. This collection of 10 short poems confronts this critical issue, exploring themes of discrimination, societal expectations, and the struggle for equality.

Confirming what my teary eyes and lumpy throat knew to be true when I saw my sweet magwinya lady with a swollen eye ****** grey and blue. Frustrated at the nothing I could do. Should I tell her to escape? Is that even my place? How many black eyes are blotched on this bruised land i, a fearful foreigner, trace?

As in our current days we deal with cases of GBV almost everyday. This poem touches a love story that starts all joyful and then end badly as the male partner becomes violent. I am Mkutu Sisonke, I grew up in a non much affording family with enough to get by.