Written by Deceived by the devil
Maybe an angel from the generation of fire
Which showed my honesty and simplicity and deceived me.
I was fatima I was the queen of tomorrow.
Sometimes they put heaven under my feet and sometimes imperfect intellect.
Sometimes addressed me half the men, sometimes they stoned me.
Sometimes they swore by my name and cried next to my picture and sometimes they imprisoned me, sometimes they fought for my freedom, and sometimes they sacrificed my pride.
And sometimes they made me a toy of their desires…
I’m the mother of the human race.
I’m Eve, I’m Mariam, I’m khadija, I’m Anne Frank,
And you’re a man, learn that I’m stronger than you’re arms.
They captured her, she waited
They broke her wings, she waited
They took her heart but she could not stand it anymore because her heart is full of love, emotion, feeling, beauty, elegance, tenderness, purity and life.
By taking her heart, they made her a moving corpse so that lust would no longer fly
But they never gave up of breaking her wings and capturing her hearts.
