Cry Havoc Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
Cry Havoc
Cry havoc, enemies at the gate
Trampling culture, freedom of speech
Subjecting women third class
Without voice, servile to men.
They do not know our hearts
Standing firm never flinching
Rocks within stormy seas
Keeping our women and children safe.
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