A motivational lyrical poem about women standing up for there rights. |
Feeling so used, so dirty unclean... Unpure and without love... A dead soul, With no one... An empty shell is what you feel -so innocent and yet so used. No respect! -you've yet to find, that somewhere an Adam is yet to find, his missing rib God took to create an Eve strong of might! To every Eve raped, played and used, Don't let Adam be amused. Stand up from tears From fallen leaves And rise from your pile where dusty thieves... Who stole your heart Your soul so sweet. So innocent, and yet so clean, With dusty hands they've messed it up. But you now cleaned by one Son's blood. So every Eve take your stand, Take your place as One true hand -Who heals and touch his daughter sweet to take a stand and not to weap. 'Cause we are daugters of one true King -so Father let no Adam use your Eve so sweet. -for we as women must take a stand... To every Eve raped, played and used, Don't let Adam be amused. Stand up from tears From fallen leaves And rise from your pile where dusty thieves... Who stole your heart Your soul so sweet. So innocent, and yet so clean, With dusty hands they've messed it up. But you now cleaned by one Son's blood. |