We are here (?)

We are your wives and mothers
Sisters and daughters
The good ones
The pious ones
The eishet chayil
The daughter of the king

We don’t talk about it
You don’t hear our voices
Because of Kol Isha
And you don’t want to hear

(Your voice inflamed me.)

We aren’t seen
You don’t know what we look like
Because of tzniut
You don’t see us here

(What were you expecting, going out like that?)

We don’t talk about it
You don’t hear our voices
Because it’s Lashon Hara
And you won’t want to hear

(But you could ruin your shidduch. And you want to ruin his family?)

You turn your gaze away
And you won’t even see our faces in magazines
Or our little girls
Because of Shmirat Einaim
You won’t see us here

(We can’t print women’s pictures in this magazine. It might offend some of our readers. Yes, even the little girls are, well, you understand, right?)

We don’t talk about it
You don’t hear our voices
Because it was our fault
That there was no Yichud here

(What did you expect being alone with him?)

We aren’t felt
How could you get close to us?
Because of shomer negiah
You won’t feel us here

(You know it could lead to mixed dancing.)

And it isn’t learned about
Because our learning isn’t valued anyway
We should not learn the things you do
Or ask to be recognized for it here

(We don’t have such things in our community. It’s not modest to talk about things like this.)

Yet

The good girls
The pious women
The ones who dressed right
The ones who were silent
The ones who were so careful
The ones who never warned anyone when they thought they might have seen something
The ones who tried so hard to play by the rules

You assault us.

Here.

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