She

• Tamima Rahman, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2017

Under twilight skies and burning stars
she holds a globe on the verge of spilling
fuelled by the image of her calloused hands and raspy voice
as the fight for the girls who,
carry hearts of gold tainted
by a world
tearing them apart,
sinew by sinew
and for the girls who gleam and grow,
rough and raw
but stay beaming