Women's Rights
I am strong
for nine months, I carry the gift sent from heaven
I nurture and care without greed
I am the roots of the fine yong men that take charge
I am the roots of the children who makes a diffrence in this cruel world
My existance is not for just my womb
I have a voice and the right to choose
I'm more than just a piece of property
I am the foundation on which you buld your life
Why should I be keept under the dark because of my fate?
I Do not ask for the universe nor the world
I simply ask for a voice and to be equal
Equality is what I request and I don't plan on giving up
For I am a woman
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