We, the Women.

We, the women. 
We were watched how we bent down

We were assaulted when no one’s uptown

We, the women.

We were criticized when the bra strap appear 

We wonder when it won’t be a bug in one’s ear
We, the women. 

We were using books to cover our cleave

We merely know to what extent it just peeve
We, the women.

We were warned by ancestors not to chastise (but) 

We were crucified by those eager and hungry eyes
We, the women.

We were angels since we hit the adolescence ‎

We were beauty only for that solemn essence
We the women. 

 We were told to “whisper” the product “stayfree”

We often bewildered why only we are a lessee.