We Just Want to Get Home – Dedicated to Sarah Everard

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We want to walk the night free of fear
Not on high alert whenever a man is near

We want to enjoy the clear moon light
Not keep every shadow in sight

We want to walk the town alone
Without a loved one on the phone

We want to wear high heels that go clickety-clack
Without feeling predators eyes on our backs

We want to wear short shirts
Without it being a license to hurt

We want to go out for carefree fun
Without remembering we have to be clear headed enough to run

We want to live free
Even if a man happens to something tempting see

We don’t want to teach our daughters to fear the dark
We don’t want to tell them to avoid every park

We don’t want to teach our daughters how to prevent
Others not seeking  their consent

We don’t want to teach our daughters to always be on alert
We don’t want to tell them to be suspicious of everyone who flirts

We don’t want to teach our daughters all the strategies
Women use just to be able to go to parties

BUT

Even in trainers on soft feet
We worry about every man we meet

Even dressed in unshapely sack
We know we constantly have to look back

Even talking a taxicab or public transport
We know we might have an assault to thwart

Even with keys sticking from between fingers
That icy icky fear lingers

We just want to get home
Without ending up dead, hidden beneath loam

©RedCat

Photo by Nate Cohen from Pexels

Read more about the Death of Sarah Everard on Wikipedia .

Read about how One in three women are subjected to violence – WHO on BBC News.

Also shared on Open Link #288 March Live edition on dVerse.


14 thoughts on “We Just Want to Get Home – Dedicated to Sarah Everard

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  1. Women have been having to deal with these issues for such a long, long time.. sigh. Loved hearing you read this tonight. It struck a chord 💝💝

  2. Timely, strongly and rightly said! I don’t feel safe even going for a run on quiet roads alone. Why should we have to fear for our safety because of the bodies we were born in? Something is badly wrong, and it is so sad that we have to teach our daughters these things. Bjorn was right: we also need to teach our sons.

  3. This is such a powerful poem, Helene, about a problem that is not only of our time. It’s a complete history of misogyny that we are fighting, which has to stop. The only way is to educate our male children, raise them to respect and love everyone equally. Your poem certainly sparked a discussion last night, albeit brief, and most of us had experienced it to some extent, especially ‘keys sticking from between fingers / That icy icky fear lingers’. Have you thought about making it into a song, an anthem for Sarah Everard?

  4. So powerful, Helene. Every woman listening to you read this was nodding along. We have all felt this and experienced it. It means educating boys, but also changing cultures so that other women don’t condemn a woman for wearing a short skirt, going to a party or whatever, while condoning “boys will be boys.”

  5. we live in a world of sad truths. this is one that needs attention for sure. why can’t we just grow the **** up as a society and treat each other with respect. well said young lady very well written. shame i mssed the reading.

  6. Thank you so much. This is a wonderful way to express what so many people are feeling.

    A few years ago I was walking home near Clapham and on the phone to my partner when I was attacked by a stranger.

    When it was reported in the media, one of the recurring headlines was ‘well dressed man sexually assaulted screaming woman’

    Both my attacker and I had been wearing suit trousers, a shirt and a jacket. The phrasing entirely minimised the terror I faced and the violence that this man enacted upon a total stranger.

    Over the last month stories of what I went through have been re-circulating under ‘trending story’ sections and although awareness is important, I have seen many articles getting the phrasing wrong.

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