She is a third world girl
Living like a timid squirrel
She needs hair, to live safely
Ghettoes, Gulags, Auschwitz at every nook and corner
Acid is boiling in disguise of hot tea
Her dignity lies in her silence
She has to bend her head to walk proudly
She is a gazelle
Not allowed to take a leap
Hyenas had gifted her chain of freedom
And there are posters in the streets: “A female terroristwanted…dead or alive”
She had planted bombs of desire
On her bare hands and visible legs.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 12:06 AM UTC
She is a third world girl
Living like a timid squirrel
She needs hair, to live safely
Ghettoes, Gulags, Auschwitz at every nook and corner
Acid is boiling in disguise of hot tea
Her dignity lies in her silence
She has to bend her head to walk proudly
She is a gazelle
Not allowed to take a leap
Hyenas had gifted her chain of freedom
And there are posters in the streets: “A female terroristwanted…dead or alive”
She had planted bombs of desire
On her bare hands and visible legs.
