There she stands <br />in a midnight light <br />on a corner of a street <br />where every passing car can see. <br />A screeching sound! Halt! <br />No sooner it vanish <br />not a single man to see. <br />A faint cry, she weeps <br />within her heart, within her soul, <br />she dies every moment for no one to see. <br />She dares to bear, her body so weary, <br />for children whom god gave to care. <br />Oh! How beautiful is she, <br />For the people all can think <br />Hurt pain and death that she fares <br />no respected soul will ever dare <br />Yet within herself very much aware <br />For her conscience how pure it reigns <br />A lady so supreme in the eyes of god, <br />A war she fights with a mind so bold, <br />Just for her poor little souls. <br />Yes, she is the one <br />“A warrior woman” fighting on her own, <br />A woman whom the world hates<br /><br />kalpana shah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-warrior-woman/
