The Price of Being a Woman

In da Cameroon by da light of da moon, The mothers iron their daughter breasts, They put hot rocks to stop the shocks, Of unwanted pregnancy. In Bangaladesh when the sky is fresh, The men throw acid in a womans face, They burn the eyes and all the flesh, She will never say no again. In holy Yemen where the men are men, With a razor blade or cutting knife, They practice female circumcision, The men must be so proud. I’ve been around this crazy world, And been disgusted by what I’ve seen, The human “dog” that calls itself a man, Should never be and should never have been.