A fairytale in the living,
With little hope left dying.
With a body so fragile,
And a mind so agile.
You rule them, all of Humanity,
Saving them off the edge of Insanity.
Giving up on your dreams,
Even if the light, so brightly gleams,
Getting hurt and used,
With your conscience ever so screwed.
Discrimination wreaking havoc,
While the society, slackening in a hammock,
You take up all the blame,
And endure through all the shame.
Too little support to enjoy,
With too many responsibilities to annoy,
Trash talks on the loose,
That grow up in a frenzy, like grassroots.
Oh women, you will always be special,
For being a Humanity's Celestial.