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Female Genital Mutilation

Cruelty is the first name, Diabolism is the surname, Forced me to lose my strength as a woman, As tears drops from my eyes,joy filled wicked heart, They whispered to me, "it's a custom,and you need to get yourself in", Detestable should it be called, Rather they put on a coat to serve that carnal god, Destroying the virtue of womanhood, Deep behind the mind,they snub the result, Merciless is that native mood, Pertained with arrogance and autocracy, The mind of the society is crooked, No one is ready to abide to civilized chronicle, I'm no more stitched to what is of God's will, Talking about sex, Call me a wood,since I'm preyed by dirt, No man get satisfied by me, ...rather chastise of my best, Though,it wasn't my choice, Disgrace and shame is now signed, A mother without love, Wife without empathy, Psychologically,I can't stay as creepy, Emotionally,frustration grabs my nerves, Millions spent,no solution, "What should I do?",I question myself, It seems I'm raptured into Hades, If I should mess myself in a nightmare, Admission won't be granted for a ******** to get there, I'm steadfast not for men.

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