She was made for the same purpose
Birth to breath and feed
Who stroke the hive and rattled it's bee??
Imposing pains flowing like the spring
Now enslaved in a world of her own
Treated like a thorn on one side
A tool for making riches and satisfying libido on the other side
She is gone
Bored with agonized sorrows
Casting her freedom to the dungeon
Sting by betrayal
Her weakness a point killer
Regardless like an outcast
Sealed with silence
Enduring every victimizing pains and violence
Will this discriminative secernment ever be dumped in the dark??