Women, women, women
Weak, emotional, confident
Men, men, men
Strong, empathetic, dependable
Over all the decades
We all seem to be confined in a cage.
In the cage filled with sadness
Our chests were filled with a sense of dread.
The hope borns in the darkness
And predator seems to find the prey
A girl, bold, brave, and chosen
driven by the fears and anxieties of most women
Offered her life for liberty to reign
We require bravery.
Where the world is dominated by cruelty
Fear will be the cause of our death
But fear will not lead us to the truth and that's like hell.
Sacrifices is not for weak
A lot of encouragement for it takes
In spite of these sacrifices
All people in this world live in peace.
Darkness and death are suffocating
Then one day a girl makes a selfless sacrifice.
And gloom is gradually dissipating
All men and women were set free, and everyone heard shrill cries.
From a heavy downpour turns to cloudless skies
And the dimness of the past now replaced with luminescence
Men and women felt appreciative but yearning for a reason
Men and women, shouts for joy for they will not eat stones.
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This poem is our midterm exam, I transcreated the Le Sacre du Printemps by Pina Bausch. I hope y'all like it. Lovelovee!
BINABASA MO ANG
Thoughts of Faye
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