A Naked Woman

She was walking naked On the river bank And in her hand holds the revenge dagger for honor Ah! If she knows How this dagger screams? In her pregnant hand with ignominy But what is the avail of that? Dagger stays a dagger Dagger is the color of blood In her handgrip Becomes a rose Dagger becomes a greater saint My lady Don’t care Life is naked trees And naked mountains And naked tears And naked hearts In a naked night But are there dumb eyes? Are there blind feelings? Are there deaf birds? And is there an Honorable dagger? Revenge for a prostitute devil