The Infamous Princess Of The Oblivion Realm Red Letter.

Dear Judge, Superior, Dear Arabic Man,

They taught us girls to cover up - our body is  a sin

They taught us girls to hide behind closed doors - our voice is a sin

They told us to hush - our opinions doesn't matter

They built a great wall to block the sun - how dare she gets to our skin

They burned all love letters

They banned feelings from existence

They locked up passion with the crime of touch

And when we rebel

The executioners sharpens their swords

 The sane man breaches

Faith dripping like an open tap from his wise words

Condemn you guilty, a criminal of religion violation

And comes the night

The wise man goes looking for a sinner to cure his hippocratic struggle 

Loses his filth in her body

And comes back home to sleep next to his pure wife.

Well,

To hell with you, your rules and your cracked up feet.

Yours

A Sinner & A Reckless Villain