To the Women of Dhaka
Long after the guns are silenced
and the dead mourned.
Long after the soldiers are home
and the cry for peace answered.
THE WARD GOES ON.
THE STRUGGLE SURGES
FOR THE WOMEN OF DHAKA.
For whom the joys of youth
were snipped
And the ‘season for play was brief.’
To face the world—to bear a son,
To clothe, to teach, to feed, to care.
The BATTLEFIELD teems…
Poor, starved, pregnant women.
Come forth brave souls, who dare to
break the walls
Let your knowledge, spirit and
energy unfold.
Gather strength from each.
Give life to LIFE,
From Woman to WOMAN.
Dhaka, Bangladesh
April 26, 1994