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Mar 2015
Woman
An icon of love.
A mother
A friend
A sister
A wife
A daughter
Sacred
Like no other
But Alas!
Why is she slaughtered?
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Foeticide
Insult
What not all?
A victim
Of the 'so-called' culture.
Yet she spreads love
Sacred such is her nature.
Awake O' man
Awake.
Respect her.
Not abhor or disgust
But love her
Worship her
Before to Venus back
Disappears this gentle and endangered creature.
On the eve of International Women's Day.
Especially penned keeping in mind the atrocities that woman face in some countries. No offence to the good men is meant.
Written by
Anand
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