Women’s Hymn




Dear men,

dear fathers,

dear husbands.



Dear perpetrators,

dear annihilators.


Perpetrators of

emptiness,

numbness.

Willpower torn to bits,

turned to ashes,

the same way

our mother Earth

has turned to ashes.


Mothers,

women,

life-givers

turned to death-takers

and sin-eaters.


A life full of pain,

there might be a way.

What can I say

to the woman of today?


No love,

just hate.


A woman who’s

no longer a man.

A woman who’s

now only of use to men.


Shallow the life

of her, who’s to blame?


Anger,

riot,

insurrection,

rebellion.


Dear men,

dear fathers,

dear husbands.


Dear perpetrators,

dear annihilators.


Mothers,

women,

life-givers

turned to death-takers

and sin-eaters.


A life full of pain,

there might be a way.

What can I say

to the woman of today?


A life full of pain,

there might be a way.

What can I say

to the woman of today?

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