Woman
Why hurt a woman, tell me why, explain it to my face,
she didn’t come for pain or wars that poison time and space.
She came to build, to give, create, not burn the world to ground,
she gives it life, she is a mother, sacred, strong, profound.
She never chose this heavy strength, it came with nights of fear,
she holds the light inside her chest when only cold is near.
She never begged for crowns or blood, for power, gold, or throne,
she only dreamed a world could live with hearts that aren’t of stone.
Chorus
She didn’t come to kill — she came so life could still remain,
so even after endless dark one soul survives the pain.
Why poison her with chains of fear, with sorrow dressed as fire?
Why break the world’s last harmony — the thing we all desire?
Verse 2
She carries universes close, beneath her silent heart,
through sleepless nights, through aching bones, through laws that tear apart.
Her shaking hands still hold the sky much stronger than cold steel,
her tears are not her weakness — they’re the price for wounds we heal.
She’s seen more truth than those who teach how others ought to live,
she knows forgiveness costs much more than hatred has to give.
Yet still she chooses life, not knives, not poison in her veins,
even when cruel hands return to nail her into chains.
Chorus
She didn’t come to kill — she came so life could still remain,
so even after endless dark one soul survives the pain.
Why poison her with chains of fear, with sorrow dressed as fire?
Why break the world’s last harmony — the thing we all desire?
Outro
Why hurt a woman, if in her all human roads begin?
If through her soul this broken world learns how to breathe again within.
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