WOMEN

                              WOMEN

Our fate, 

Is it already written or do  we have the power to change it? 

Our hurt, 

Will it ever fade ? 

Or will it always stay as scars? 

Our beauty, 

Will they always overpower our intellect or  will there be a time when our minds will be regarded as equally important? 

Men, 

Will they ever be punished or we women would always have to suffer silently ? 

Our power, our ambitions, our hearts, our souls, 

Will they ever be noticed or will we be nothing but a distant memory? 

Infamous,  neglected, forgotten

 

For kindness is never appreciated

And will  never be. 

For the world is a cruel place,

Where only the clever and the wicked rule.