We bleed,
They bled,
From all the blood
That was being shed.
Our souls bleed,
Thier souls bled,
But they were strong.
We are strong too,
We just don't know it.
Husbands, fathers, brothers and sons,
They kill with knives and guns.
We can no longer trust,
Because we don't know
who has a real face,
And who is wearing a musk.
Despite the hardships
We must be strong,
As the women of the past,
Our heroes of today.
©busisiweh
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