Glancing at the sun settling for the evening sienna was the color of the sky See blood has been shed this day I've walked this once holy land which man has constantly fought over for the freedom to pray openly This woman she spoke of going home one day and I too missed the freedom we take for granted sadly she's a prisoner of the organization fighting for her rights, her freedom there were pressures to perform and be obedient, men have had their way with her, and bound by silence She's alone and left to suffer Praying and begging for a way out of this life searching for an answer but the bottle is empty and the needle is bent, her nose bleeds Nothing left to do but to drop to her knees and pray to her creator for forgiveness She's changing and finding new love, it's power is overwhelming he gives her a reason to get up in the morning Excited about smiling slowly the pain suddenly disappears attached to a fantasy baby girl holds on tight this is the first time she's been in love And it felt so **** good, even if it wasn't returned Her heart broke in two, depressed was her soul and isolation was a good friend, diagnosed & confined for confusion of the mind The gun shot still echoes in the sienna sky as feet are worn and bodies battered and scattered in this blood soaked sand The soul is worn and glass slipper is shattered No Cinderella
Take care of our women and protect their beautiful hearts