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I'm still hoping

September 10, 2018
By Lisa0228 SILVER, Richmond, Columbia
Lisa0228 SILVER, Richmond, Columbia
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My Heart Aches
Cold Wind Blow through my bones
This is the 439th day
That I tried to reach to the books
Ha, fail, again, as usual
Piled there, are great big books, smiling in the sunshine
And I am here, with a trembling hand
Trying to reach my dream
Men don't think we worth it
But we actually do
Through hunger and depress, we worth to due
We protest, we yelled, we stomped and marched
But still with a hollow heart
The wind blow again
As if too annoyed by my piercing scream inside my head
I reach, again, now the 440th day
An invisble line pulls me back
I falled
Drip
One drop of tear falls on the pebbled floor
Drip, drip
The second, and third, and even more
The dropped tears that represent sorrow
We women are birds, trapped in a cage
Eager to fly, but has nothing to do 
The place where there is always dull darkness
Where we have no freedom, no thoughts
No knowledge, no education 
Oh, the thrilling wind blows again
Ah, it's my cue to reach for the books
And fail, again
No more hope, got no spirit
Help us please 
Help the women in the cages
Help the women with not thoughts and freedom
Help the women to get education, get rights, get freedom
That's all we want
And trust me, that's not a lot



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