The lonely Iranian woman
Telling the tales of life,
However crude may be
Exeriences of life,
Full of stark realities,
Bare and naked,
Talking of human rights,
Liberty and freedom
From the shackles of bondage,
Suppression and repression,
Meeting setbacks and fatal blows,
Seeing the dreams of future
And the path it lies ahead
To transform for a better tomorrow,
Writing the history of womankind
And its movements
Never written off, written off.
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