Women of the Future
I am a child.
I am all the things of my past.
I am the technologist of my mother, strong and intelligent.
I am the thinker of my father, tall and competent.
I am the braininess of my mother.
I am all I see
My little brother studying hard, to prepare for his test and quiz.
Mom cooked food in the evening for whole family.
Talling buildings that are always changing.
My friends studying and discussing with me in the class.
I am all I hear
Water dropping off the plants.
Sound of people singing.
Wind blowing the leaves like boiling water.
People throwing rubbish like the sound of stepping on plastic.
I am all I feel and taste
Stepping on the wet floor.
Flavourful taste of fried ginger with pork, I eat with my family.
Cool weather at night in the forest.
Fried potato chips my parents made for me.
And all I remember.
The first trip with the whole school.
Going to Phnom Tamao zoo.
Playing with my old friend in the school.
Finding out the answer in math class.
I am all I have been taught
Learning grammar in all of my school.
Writing article and essay in class.
Typing on the computer.
Playing football and swimming.
I am all I think
Cambodia will become a developed country.
People reduce, reuse and recycle the plastic.
Children will get more education.
All people will have good livelihoods.
I am all those things.
I am like a puppy.
And these things are my mew
But one day
I will escape
And be free
Because
I’m the women of the future. Malika