Unsaid

A country that falls in the one
That withholds its women,
A society of gender-based critics,
That never gets to important questions.

The people of stone beating, the alive burning
Of women did nothing but the death of innocent women,
Manipulating the minds of many children to torture,
The deceptive waves of humanity.

If any, the women’s nature is the natural leader,
The one always responsible for social regulations.
Now, if taken expectations from women—
There lies to patriarchy such frightful power.

Yet evil finds its way
Into the brains of society, fallen curiosity.
Such society, when half of its population
Are silenced.

For studying, they are dead.
The people of which half are oppressed.
The young girl who sees herself with fear and flaw,
The young boy who’s told he is superior
Of his older sister, because he’s a man.

A society of ashamed women,
Of beaten, scared, and hated women,
Never finds its way into better
Because they are busy debating if
A woman is worth being human.