The Tears

Her tears had the potential of lifting off the world... 

The tears did carry her through day and night...

She kept on enduring the grief jst like mother Earth...

But now... The incandescence is lit up by the bright light...

The light guiding the path to what they believe is freedom...

Freedom from the stereotypes and the unjust nights

The Shakti has now risen... The moment of justice might be here...

We might all hear the sound of the grief and that of the tears...

The rhapsodies of praise and justice and of freedom and strength might be near...

Why do we discriminate women when the earth is herself called mother...