To Monument Of Free Woman Not Edited Poem by Ramiz Rovshan

No, your body is not from stone
See what they made of you, a Woman? !
First your scarf
Then your dress was taken
Like peeling onion layer by layer, a Woman!
Eyes of tyrans even not soaked
Tell me among these robbers
Who couldn`t to peel you?
The hope of love lightened on your eyes
Were peeled...
Peeled the light of eyes
Unbuilted house
Unborn child
See what they made of you, a Woman? !
Then, proprieties, shyness peeled and thrown,
Then patience, tolerance
Tears ransack… peeled your eyes…
Left naked eyes
Then they kissed your eyes again…
Composing thousand songs on your honor, a Woman…
All for 'you',
All Revolutions… Wars….
Bloods, beheadings were for you, a Woman!
Why you need in revolution?
You are a revolution herself
You are unwrapped book from tip to toe
Some begin to read from your eyes
The others from legs….
But no one finished
Stacked in the middle, all

Why you are so swank
Maybe also you make birth of us, a Woman?
Born from you is not free,
How could be you free, a Woman?
No… it means your freedom is incomplete?
You are also incomplete, we are also incomplete
Better ones, worse ones are also incomplete.
You make birth of us again, the Monument of free Woman
But do not born like dwarf,
You make birth us like giant
But not unfinished
Make birth of complete
Then you will be free
Hey my stone mother, then you will be free