This shiny gold palace is a shell of physical beauty,
Where a vicious chalice lies within to cause slavery.
They say that a modern woman is full of bravery,
But blood money speaks for her 'liberty' delivery.

Men are taught to treat women like cheap, dirty linen,
'Who cares about who she is and what she believes in'.
Our world is crowded with humans drenched in sin,
Yet people wonder how the devil is still here to win.

Heavy insecurities bathe her spirit in utter darkness,
But who can truly help her wounds heal and undress?
Such toxic negativity lead to her weak heart's hardness,
For she's still hypnotized by a cruel society to impress.

A lost ragdoll trained by this cult to kick like a ball,
For she is forever chained within these black walls.
No one can hear her scream or her excruciating calls,
Her soul anticipates and waits for her final downfall.

Is there hope for this woman to come out of this alive?
Or will she continue to live as a naive robot to survive?
Until she makes the courageous step to take a nosedive,
She'll be locked inside this gloomy cell built to connive.

© Fanaa