The Road she treads is there.
Her road begins nowhere.
The speck of sweat she spares…
With earnest guilt she dares!
Nothing tells a tale…
Nothing breeds female.
Empty pages stare…
Words untold…unfair!
Her silent body bends
A sigh that never ends…
The pen is set to lead
The pregnant pauses bleed
She sleeps with madness bare
She raped the motherly care!
Her she-ness thrives like fever…
She is today, tomorrow and never!
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