The Onion Princess

Into this alluring world; I was born a she,

Covered in blood; eyes of tears; a loud cry,

I took my first breath; I still live doing the same,

Till my last; I fear!

Was it my fault or is it my weakness?

That I dare to understand, I dare to forgive,

I dare to forget, I dare to sacrifice,

Yet I am condemned of being human; will I ever rise?

Or remain a piece of meat?

For as long as I live; I fear!

I was born bare but dignity was mine,

Until I was stripped off my pride;

Laid down by you; torn apart,

Shredded into mere pieces; and now I live to die,

For I am numb and cannot feel more,

Yet, to the world I serve,

I am a daughter, a mother, a slave, a whore,

I wish to keep my pride; why is it so wrong?

I cried then; I cry now,

Until my day comes,

Unleashing the wrath, from my agonizing core,

I will be your end,

And there will be no more!