She Was Walking Home, a Poem by Fin Hall

Updated: Feb 10

She was just walking home.


Nothing else, her alone

As she had a right to be

As every person has a right to do

To walk alone, unafraid,

As she had every right to do.

Why should it be,

In this century,

That she shouldn’t have that right?

To walk alone, day or night,

Without the fear or that someone could deprive her of that! Right?

Don’t say to me that not all men,

When it should be not any.

Not one.

She has a right to walk alone.

The right to dress as she sees fit,

Without some male hypocrite

Expressing self-entitlement

It’s time to show enlightenment

Time to teach our sons to care

And think about the world out there.

If it’s possible, cross the road,

Or slow down, so you are further back

Wear something light, not so black

Don’t let her be afraid

Even though you are no risk.

She should be safe to walk alone

Unworried, unconcerned,

Alone or with her friends.

Don’t hide your face

Don’t hunch your back,

Don’t let her think you may attack.

Don’t be complacent

Be aware

That although you’re fine

She may be scared.

She was just walking home,

Then now she can’t

Can’t walk anywhere

Because of one man

Don’t say to me, "Not all men."

Because I will say again.

When it should be not any.

Not one

She has the right to just walk home.

Alone and unafraid.


Fin Hall comes from and lives in the North East of Scotland. He is the poet in residence at Aberdeen Folk Club Covideo Sessions. He hosts "Like a Blot From The Blue" zoom event, and curates "Joined up Writing," an ongoing, collaborative, writing project. He has had work published in Sounds Music Paper, anthologies: Voices In The Wind, Angry Manifesto, Geography is Irrelevant, Brave New World pamphlet Behind The Bar, and Globalisation, and a storyline in Heavy Metal magazine. Work available also online in The Leopard, International Poets - Hunger Special, and Spillwords. He has made a short film called "Poets in Therapy."