HER CRY

Inertia Ayvor Moyo

Expressing her sorrows Heart aimed piecing arrows A loud innocent sob That does make her heart throb A loud sorrowful scream That diminishes every dream Echoing from the depths of a soul shattered Emotions on a rampage and thoughts scattered

An overflowing river of tears From the eyes of an innocent soul A gigantic shadow of fears Obscuring all her capabilities These are the works of these man , born of the fruitful female womb It's a cry for humanity And freedom from the prowess of serial hymen looters It's the cry of I the girl child who is mild in the world of the wild A plea for an innocent uprising Up in arms against the moral decay Protection of our precious bodies

A bruised face and a bleeding body A stolen future and snatched innocence He roars and attacks What happened to gentle man What happened to humanity The affection for her The attention to her cries And the protection of her being For she has emptied the tear ducts dry Is it she was born to cry