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The Death of Women




Beautiful skin, soft kisses she brings
A voice that can take the worse pain you feel far far from within
Didn't you have a mother as you grew up? or even a grandmother or sister that loving and protecting was a must
If anyone should stare at them too hard you would jump up and make them feel safe
Then who are the ones who slay the flesh of the young?
Who are  those who with death in their eyes part a young child's legs and watch the innocence die
Don't you remember when your mother would kiss you at nights?
Or made sure you had something to wear or eat 
Even if you had no mother a woman's touch could do wonders

Respect has left the heart of men
Seems a woman is nothing more than another vessel to invade and conquer
Will it ever stop? The question lingers
Rape is the word that we hear ever so often
These men are weak but are the leaders of our country strong?
Silence they bring as if nothing is wrong
Change we seek but the leaders continue to sit,meet and greet
Men are supposed to protect,love and care for women
Instead, with one rape victim after the other protection turns into fear
Women are the victims but some sit and say nothing as their boyfriend or husband come home with  blood stains on their hands
They wash them off and nothing is felt
As those same hands they use after to tuck their children in bed

If we all keep silent,when will it end?
When you rob all the children of their innocence what will the future look like?
Leaders wake up and see that something needs to be done
The Land of wood and water is now a land flowing with innocent blood of our loved ones

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