The Secret Pain
I chanced to see a story told
of pang upon a distant shore
a secret pain who's history old
and still practiced evermore
Within this land a maidens fate
is forced upon her knowingly
wherein old women eviserate
her private parts so secretly
Six thousand maids a day are there
whose injury upon inflicted
who will decry the secret bare
and shame to those convicted
The woe to women the world around
and this is not the only one
when at home can be found
everlasting silence of the tongue
Where young maids fair must beware
of their fathers and their uncles
and two thirds of maidens share
the fate beneath their buckles
In a land whose intellect
so often held on high
and morals supposed circumspect
who will with voice decry
And some chance with wicked glance
to lay blame upon the child
though to protect should be the stance
and the purpetrator reviled
Two thirds of men within this land
do not their children feed
It's divorced women who must stand
and fill their childrens need
How many children suffer fates
How many close their eyes
How many mothers and their mates
will with voice decry
How many voice in crimson rage
will seek with choice and mind engage
how many will seed anothers mind
that to voice they'll be not blind
Ex 22:22-24
Jer 22:2-3
James 1:27
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