Bloom

You are a daughter, you are a wife,
You are a sister, and creator of life.

You are a friend, in happiness and woe,
And walk with me where ever I go.

You are the Goddess, you are the earth,
still the society fails to understand your worth.

Killed as a fetus, ripped into pieces,
When will they awaken? The worry increases.

Day by day it's getting worse,
As if everyone is under a curse.

Sisters and daughters, all are killed.
The earth is rotting,
Nothing will bloom until it is rebuilt.

Hope remains for a new start soon,
A better world with a better heart,
A society that'll allow...every flower to bloom.

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