Respect real woman
Stop at this
And kill
Those hands
Who took you to this dead end?
Why have you forgotten?
The place called heaven
That was shown by kind lady
At the cost of her life during delivery
Do you not notice?
The reflection of sister's face
When sea beautiful woman on road
And you pick her up and make dead
What honor are you giving?
And striving
For respect to self and that original place
From where you emerged as an perfect individual
You have crossed limits
And declared as unfit
To be good human beings
And instead hidden monster in hiding
We will wait for the day
To show you way
In which you will cry for being human
And respect real woman
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