Silence
Calaacalka iska daa
You're not the only one
Suffering
I ask, well where are the others?
Why do you seem so proud to been cut like an animal?
Why are you proud of being cloaked and hidden from the world?
Why do you slave in the kitchen, bedroom and are a bonafide baby maker? Is you happy?
The weddings are like slaughter houses
Girls smiling on the outside but were dying inside
So long freedom, so long who you were
And who you wanted to be
And who you wanted to be
Now you're just his little wife
Betrothed
They act like they respect you
That's you've done such a great deed
You know, it's half of your deen, after all
But they're secretly ecstatic that they've got you in chains
Chains formed by deceit and manipulation
The way to control to mankind
Or here womankind, tell them it's their god given duty to suffer
Allah will repay them in the hereafter
Samr, patience, you will be rewarded
So you stay silent, convinced you'll be rewarded ... One day... Some day
But really, maybe never.
They've convinced you that it your duty to suffer in silence
Patriarchy, an intersection of culture and religion, convinces women that they belong to men and cannot survive without them
When it is them that cannot survive without us
Because all men come from a woman and not the other way around.
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