Woman who is the daughter of Adam and Eve,
Had been buried alive,
She is being burnt alive too,
Impertinence it is if she expresses her consent
All relations suppress her,
One who is born from her own womb
Becomes her master,
She breathes but in the service of man,
She goes on bearing oppression,
And shedding, rolling down tears of helplessness
Perhaps it is identify of Woman.
Written By Shazia Akbar
Translated by Muhammad Shanazar
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