The Unknown One

Unclothed I lay, broken,

A rag doll thrown to the dogs,

Did you not know me?

Or did you ignore me?

I am the Mother that cradled you,

The sister you vowed to protect,

The sweetheart you profusely loved,

The unborn you sent to her death;

I am the friend who stood at your side,

In your boyhood your teacher and guide,

I am your dream and your dreaded nightmare,

The Goddess you worship in fear.

I am a challenge, not a token mere

To let me breathe and live do you dare?

When I walk by, who do you see?

Is it a mirage or is it me?

A Mother, sister, or daughter you know, 

Yet strangely,a woman you ignore; 

For her no love nor tears; 

No space to play, to breathe, to live,

An object of lust, a prey

To stalk or kill at will.

My steps are bound, my freedom is caged

I am subject to your rage

Less than a beast I live and die.

With none to hear my unuttered cries

And few to feel my anguish, my pain

Yet from within strength I gain:

My fire burns in a desperate world:

My true nature I'll surely unfurl,

Beyond your known realm of the dark

I blooms, a lotus embedded in murk

A rising sun awaiting dawn

Surging upwards to my morn.