HOLD MY HAND
To let my body emerge
Out of the bondage hell
To let my humanity raise
Like the sunrise at the east.
Hold my hand
To redeem my blood from shed
At jungles of humanity abasement
At unanswered cries of slaughters.
Hold my hand
To let men see jeweleries from shit
Like doves, let skirts fly over skies
Declaring funerals of innocents.
Hold my hand
To sing the feminist song
Promoting smiles to the grieved
Fixing wheels to run the dying jet.
Hold my hand
To let fists become garments
To let spits and swain be kisses
To let patriarchy bow and humble.
Hakuna maoni:
Chapisha Maoni