"For my sisters fighting darkness from insensitive-men" On the branches of light Hung inhumanness tight As I climb up Frozen legs get dump To my eyeholes… Before I get view Very next a few Hands roll down To break branches dawn And silence barks… ‘My sisters of plight Stitch the fabric of fight’ Nobody to adorn Nobody to care-on… Flesh seasons free Call-upon ‘manish flea’ Don’t lit the candle They come with the mantle…! Fork to pierce his ‘desire’ Knife to kill the animal he bore And with plate to serve Eat his crown there… Throw the tight-hanged here.., From the branches of light… To the branches of fight… ~Sulthana Nasrin
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