A Public Stoning Poem by Serena Silenced

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.
Al- Shabab stepped forward making his presence known.


Aisho was a female whose father brought charges against three men.
Aisho was brave alas some men think they are without sin.

Like Little red riding hood she was walking alone to visit her grandmother.
But there were three wolves to contend with- they mulled her over.

After they were finished they left her to collect all of her pieces.
They had no fear from her for the men are the police- es.

Poor little Aisho wept to her mother and father.
Aisho’s father went to the authorities for justice- he need not have bothered.

The justice in their land was ruled by Al- illiterate- Shabab.
He thought himself religious but really he is a fanatical snob.

Instead of giving Aisho justice he brought on a hail storm.
He accused her of adultery for acts she was too young to perform.

Aisho was condemned to a public execution.
There was no one to turn to; she could find no absolution.

A pickup truck with a speaker trumpeted through out the neighboring areas.
It announced to them all someone was to die for breaking Sharia.

As the sun began its decent so had Aisho begun hers.
She was drug screaming across a football stadium filled with more than a thousand onlookers.

Having already been penetrated and demoralized by a gang of three-
Aisho was now humiliated and cornered for all the world to see.

Aisho was forced into a deep hole it was four against one.
She was only thirteen years old but her trial had just begun.

She tried several times to climb out, though it was in vain.
Every time she got to the top she was pushed down again.

They buried her there all the way up to her neck.
She was nothing more than the dirt; for her they had no respect.

Aisho begged and she pleaded “Please don’t kill me! ”
Aisho lived in a region where pig headed men show women no mercy.

Fifty men now surrounded her with a rock in each hand.
They had a truck load full of them- it was all planned.

A commotion- A few had stepped forward to object.
But you need a force in Newtons law of motion to protect.

Bullets rang out stilling the commotion.
One little boy died from the stir of emotion.

Now all attention was back on Aisho.
And the men let it all go.

She is pummeled with heavy rocks square in the face.
What on earth has become of the human race!

The attack is a blitz!
This brand of torture goes on for more than ten minutes.

They halt the storm of rocks to see if she is dead.
The nurses unbury her then shake their head.

She still lives- they rebury her and resume their attack.
Aisho is dead because the people didn’t fight back.

You’ve got to stand up for your daughters if you ever want them to be free.
Sometimes you have to fight fire with fire to obtain your liberty.