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So loud
So loud she shouted
Shouting for help
Every other night
She is shouting
I can hear her now
He is hitting her again
She's been hit, beat and battered
Wounded inside out
Lost her glow
Lost her  self-worth
Lost her confidence
Lost her smile
All for what the society would say

She is grinding
She is grieving
She is dying
Because the society won't listen to her
No one wants to hear her own side of the story
No one cares how she feels
She has been told to stay there and fight for her home
She has been admonished to stay and pray some more
She has been told everything will be alright
But for how long
For how long
She has been caged by what the society says

This 'saying society'
Could you please say to that monster in him she deserves to live
Could you please say to that beast in him she is not his problem
Could you please blame her less and face the issue at the root
Could you please let her know that it is only the living that tells the story

This 'Saying Society'
Help her pull through!
Let her live again!
Let her live her dreams!
She has been abused physically
She has been abused emotionally by the one who once professed love
She is bleeding
Bleeding from her soul
She is dying from her inside

'Saying Society'
Don't  label her
Enough of this stigmatization
She needs your help and not your blames
She needs to live again

Stop the abuse
Help stop violence against  women
Let the society help abused women live again
Say No to all form of Domestic Violence
Say it and sand by it

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  1. Wow its time indeed to put a stop to this menace

  2. Indeed it is time to stop the "monster", "blame her less and face the issue at the root". Great job.


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