He says She says

He says

She says

But damn who is heard?

Freedom is your birth right 

To achieve it still she fights 

Stampedes he through his might

Curbing all the possibilities of her flight. 

Desires burn alive 

To fetch a pell of water,  she walks a mile. 

Her ambitions, churn his bile 

Making him pursue a divorce file. 

He says

She says

But damn who is heard? 

Skin, flesh not even a bone spared 

Protruding her sanity, an emotion not cared 

When in anger she flared

Humiliation with death was paired. 

Knocking the doors of society 

Let it go, pray to Almighty

Suppresses her fraternity

Allowing her to talk, he fears calamity. 

He says 

She says

But damn who is heard? 

When the womb cries pink 

Cut is her worldly link 

Shatters her survival in a blink

His hands of her premature blood stink. 

Money decides her worth 

Traded just after her birth 

He enjoys the selling with mirth 

When will we clear this dirt? 

He says She says,

But damn only he is heard. 

He says She says, 

But damn only he is the flying bird.

He says She says,

But only he is the voice undeterred.