… .Lost in endless orbits away from my Homeland physically made me approach with revolt spiritually turning me back there when I hear these pieces of murderous humiliation done to a woman. I approach with contempt the black smoke that has plagued our society, our morals, our consciences, darkening our hope whenever we hear the cries of girls raped by monsters rejoicing in animal lusts. ? Why did these cries not go to the rivers and dry them? Why do these cries coming from a soul struggling in macabre not wear the golden light of the sun? Monday has lowered her head noticing bloody in her gaze. From those screams and insects hide the deep recesses of the underground. How is it possible that those cries do not stop the ticking of the clock, for the rest of time? They are cries of the soul, O being! They are trembling groans, shivering! But no, no, no! Society muddied by traces of shame tiled silently. We sell morals and excuse the aggressor by accepting him as part of human beings. Do not seek guilt away. We as a society are violating the values of being female by considering it as a means of pleasure. All of us who become moralists when we hear such news. Yes! No! We who value anyone based on body, makeup, photos, smile putting social and emotional pressure on them. We, the moralists of honesty, watch and watch how bitterness is thrown at successful women, even when we want to touch a man we insult and curse our sister, daughter, wife, mother. Because a woman we differentiate since childhood. we teach them to iron, to cook, to do the housework, to be an instrument of a man by weakening her image and increasing it with the idea that the rapist is justified and the abused is judged. Shameful slaps hurt a little more. But, you who shed painful and ugly tears. It is you who have taught your children to treat the woman with disrespect by mistreating the mother. It is you who teach her not to object that she is merely female. It is normal to get the final stamp when this barbaric crime is not sufficiently punished. Hence this masculine lë Contradictory society suffers, in fact depressed. Because in this society they are together and can not do without each other. Because in this society it is necessarily someone’s mother and sister, someone else’s girlfriend and wife, they are your friend, your colleague, your friend. Marching at the doors of government and squares is not enough! We need to open the locks of hearts, to educate our morals, our tradition, our history, our dignity. We must march towards our souls and characters by perfecting morality. We, as a society, must break this barrier of ugliness, slavery mentality, soften human souls, our children, friends, society and the whole. Because life has colors. We just want to know you. The color that gives us a healthy society. In a healthy society She is just like Him and is just like You!
By Silvana Bega