The tears of a woman,
Who has tried to understand,
Not even the son of a woman?
Keeping the son for nine months in the womb,
She delivers,
which the orthodox know it not.
She is not a man, but a woman,
A helpless woman,
Subject her not to honour killings.
Can you not forgive her,
Have you become so hard of heart,
Say you, where are you going with your blind faith?
Try to reasonable too, logical too,
God is not only blind faith, but reason too.
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