Intolerance
Corrupted mentality...

Enveloped in a intricate cocoon
Bound by the unbreakable forces...

We will watch the blood drip from our palms
The blood of those with lips bearing equality...

Women's power is not in-existent, it is hidden...
For centuries blood has been shed for acquirement...

We signed a treaty on our tainted willowed hearts
marking the beginning of an eternal allegiance...

Such one sided views and perceptions we hold
Nothing more than dirt is how they are perceived...

Echoes
of our chilling...

The devil was once an angel
Who tightened his grip on evil...

It breeds inside every inch of their hearts
It is the dirt imprinted on their rags of clothes...

Can you see the everlasting twinkle
Of sadness in my hazel eyes...

The sea breeze brushes against her face
It causes her hair to dance freely in the wind...

She tries to hide the bruises
Imprinted on her arms...