Fitting
Her
circumstances must be changed for better
As stance to
honour who she is
The outcome
of her deeds powered by her abilities
Framed
within what she has cooked, her mindset
Be the
contentment of her soul
Take away
the lullabies that condemned her
Replaced by
ululation roused by her deed
This tender
giant-half the world without is not
To shed the
cloths her parents doused her mind
That she be
the receptor, the defecated bin
To await the
spoilt recalcitrant other homo
With
unending demands never to be allayed
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