It’s in the care of her hands,
The worry in her eyes,
The strength in her back,
And the ego in her mind.

What defines a woman –
Not her man, not her plight.

Just a drop of blood, once taken, never to be returned
Inked in her forehead to remind her yet again
That her life can never be hers.


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