Where does it end for us, the women of Ireland?

It ends in a named grave,

It has ended in unmarked graves of the past .

Our names end up hidden in filing cabinets,

Or in an archived email folder.

Lives ended in laundries,

They began and then again ended in the same laundries.

We are left to travel outside of our homeland on planes,

We are left alone, behind closed doors, with no support,

We are left with no choice.

Women are left to tell their children they will not be there to comfort them,

In a time when they will need them the most.

Children are already motherless, husbands are widows.

Time has been cruelly taken, unnaturally and unjustly taken,

Lives could have, should have been saved,

Instead for reasons people will take to their own graves or pockets, they will never know.

Our faith is gone,

Your daughter, wife, mother, sister, grandmother, ,niece,aunt, cousin, friend deserve better.

We carry, grow, nurture, provide life and yet when it comes to our own, unknown faces decide our fate,

How is that right?

We deserve more,

We deserve respect,

We deserve the truth,

We deserve our lives,

We will stand united.

Every time I went to write a piece this week my hands refused to write what my head told it to. I have gone to dark places this week thinking of how, as only an outsider can, if I was one of the women receiving a phone call in the last week, or if my husband was receiving that call from our health authorities. I have never felt more scared as an Irish woman as I have right now. I have never felt more sadness for any woman who has been dealt this horrible man-made hand of fate. That completely avoidable sentence that has been passed and has already been passed to seventeen women ,that we know of, has chilled and angered me deeply.
The cervical cancer screening shameful debacle in Ireland has left us, the women of Ireland, even more disillusioned about what we really mean to our country. 
I am selfishly scared, I am scared for my daughter, for my entire family and for all women in Ireland right now. We need to act, we need to bond in force to fight for our lives and ensure that we are finally treated with the respect and basic human rights that we deserve. My deepest condolences to those who are living this nightmare and those who are fighting for their partners memories, I can’t convey how sorry I am for them.
No-one should sleep easy at night, not when little ones sob their hearts out in their pillow crying for their Mammies, like little ones do.
Who is going to fix it like Mammy can for those children?

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