There she stands
in a midnight light
on a corner of a street
where every passing car can see.
A screeching sound! Halt!
No sooner it vanish
not a single man to see.
A faint cry, she weeps
within her heart, within her soul,
she dies every moment for no one to see.
She dares to bear, her body so weary,
for children whom god gave to care.
Oh! How beautiful is she,
For the people all can think
Hurt pain and death that she fares
no respected soul will ever dare
Yet within herself very much aware
For her conscience how pure it reigns
A lady so supreme in the eyes of god,
A war she fights with a mind so bold,
Just for her poor little souls.
Yes, she is the one
“A warrior woman” fighting on her own,
A woman whom the world hates
kalpana shah
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