bloody sheets from a womb
that can not carry a child's tomb
a burden from a man in creation
in their hands still without a nation
till the birth of eve becomes a myth
for his incomplete ribs now broken with sin
can not hold two hearts nor your battle shield
break the wrist of the wife who couldn't clean
tear the daughters lungs empty of nicotine
burry the Virgin Mary in the womb
to save your fragile manhood
inject the stolen poison into the thighs
become one with his image on the walls
kneel to the superior,unknown perfection
now the same as your reflection
raise your hand above even in fear
no more a victim,become the dictator
spit out your shame,erase the guilt
become a father to the unborn fetus
a tale to the dead,a shadow in mirrors
force your legacy to live on
shout,shatter the voices that weren't loud enough
