My Pain

By some old men born some centuries ago their childhood was raped
Without their consent it was taken away from them 
Their sense of humor they killed all in the name tradition 
Their freedom of choice they denied them because of religion
The right to proper womanhood they took away from them all in the name of friendly relation

Slaves they are turned 
Exposing them to things beyond their mental comprehension
How do we define the relationship between a 60 years old man and a 13 years old teenager
Is that how much they really don't matter?
Really? Like  seriously?
Forget not the fact that they are also humans 
Humans with inalienable rights
Stop depriving them of their rights
Dear ignorant fathers! you cannot always be right!
Dear powerless mothers! you should not always be quiet 
If they cannot stop, I ABSOL will talk for them with my ink!
Stop this outdated culture, tradition and religious practices!
And get updated!!!

ABSOL
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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