When women get angry
They will build schools,
They will plant trees;
They will establish communities,
They will march in the street.
The world might sit up,
The world might notice,
The world will go on.
When women get angry
They will destroy each other,
They will restore each other;
They will burn their homes,
They will immolate themselves.
The world will sit up.
The world will notice.
The world will forget.
When women get angry
They will not be silenced,
They will bare their chests;
They will dare to interrupt,
They will shock the world.
The world will sit up,
The world will notice,
The world will scold,
“And how dare you!”
The question is not
How could they,
How could you
Speak out?
With such vehemence?
Such violence?
Such ire?
Such fury?
The question is,
Why did we,
Why did you
Speak out?
With such pain?
Such intensity?
Such passion?
Such molten lava?
(Woven alongside M. Mwangola News to Note: Loud Enough to Hear Ourselves and continuing the "Women in Leadership" conversation with Margaretta WaGacheru)
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