Men and women are equal, yet they are different. However, for the most part of human history and our wretched present, this difference has been understood as the inferiority of females to males. This misconception has been translated into religious, social values and laws except for a few pockets of isolated and technologically primitive yet spiritually superior societies. Thus, in most lands, men and women are not equal because they are different. This figure celebrates that difference. A difference, in the eyes of the artist that, in some respects elevates the woman to a superior status. A woman is inferior to man in the sense that she does not set out to hunt, conquer and subdue. She is not the warrior that safeguards the tribe’s property and sets out to raid those who are weaker. She is inferior in war, but superior in love. Nature has blessed the female gender with motherhood; like the earth, mothers carry life and it is their role in society to nurture and nourish this new life. However, the pain, sacrifice and wisdom that comes with this miracle has been left unappreciated and scorned.

We cannot reverse time, and all we have is the present and some hope for the future. There is a war raging, and our weapons should be tolerance, civility and love while we continue to endure violence and repression. Our battlefields should be minds of future generations, and the letter of law. With optimism and confidence, I dedicate this modest scream to all the shackled women of this world. Let us share our wisdom with our sons, daughters, and grandchildren in the cause for a more just and tolerant society and future.