When you heal a woman-you heal a nation.
So until we heal them, our nation will continue to be in disarray.
Look at all the sicknesses which we have subjected our women to live in.
Look at all the ills they endure, like the death of their children in the streets of which
they live.
The abuse and neglect which they and their children suffer, especially in their own environment-
by people they know and even worse their blood relatives or spouse.
Look at all the women who are mentally and physically abused-due to their addictions to
crack, morphine, meth, PCP, heroin, or whatever.
Their loved ones watch as they roam the city streets embalmed in the stench of homelessness,
funk and lost-hope.
It is this dark overlooked reality that is the basis behind the perils to which our nation has
been exposed. And until this and! None of us and especially our nation will ever be free from
the infestation of mayhem that abides here.
This excerpt is from Volume 7 of Maurice Davis’ series, Hoodcries: a collection of poetry
and stories describing life on the streets and in prison. Davis may be contacted
at [email protected].
