Yellow journalism
With shattered criticism
Are people aware?
That the truth lays bare

Red card is dispensing
We shouldn't be asking
Men aren't the enemy
But women shouldn't wait helplessly


It's our job to unite
Putting aside our heights
It's our right to be loud and proud
Standing up in the protesting crowd

I wish the world were simple
Pure and clean like a wimple
We live under a sky with limits
But we dream every minute