I hear strange voices,
Yes, voices of a varied kind.
Long strange painful voices,
As a result of bad wilful choices.
Voices that are beyond any description,
Yes, voices, aftermath of molestation.
Pain, shame, exhaustion - and orthodox society's ugly notion
Where modesty is taken for granted,
And in every quarter - virginity demanded
And any exception - greeted with staring eyes and abuses.
I hear voices in my mind,
Yes, voices of the gender feminine.
As because of society and mankind
She goes on crying,
And slowly but painfully dying.
She, who carried society in her abdomen,
For uncountable months on end.
And society her son...
Does nothing - Bends its head, and same old laments...
Listen to those voices carefully,
Long strange painful voices and act accordingly.
To save feminine gender from dying.
Can you listen, somewhere, somebody is crying.
I hear strange voices,
Voices of a varied kind.
