Shining like the moon she rose as a beacon, unaware Flutter and sputter, all rocked from cloak to boat, The veils pulled off the souls in slumber, @here beware. The moon pulled up the tides that don’t intend to stop Quietly spilling over order, affairs and moat, Shining like the moon she rose as a beacon, unaware. The veils are swept away, blown away from the top Her silver drew forth theirs with red eyes, fist and throat, The veils pulled off the souls in slumber, @here beware. A tsunami rose from the depths, inching higher before the drop Splash! all dashed as the structures stumbled on a jarring note, Shining like the moon she rose as a beacon, unaware. All watch in awe, rushing veins and tresses chop, chop “No more. No more silence and stand by. ‘tis my vote”, The veils pulled off the souls in slumber, @here beware. The rays shine, now on the remains of silver pop, Awake and stirred, all rise-up to dissent with devote. Shining like the moon she rose as a beacon, unaware. The veils pulled off the souls in slumber, @here beware.
– Dedicated to all women.
Epilogue: The poem is dedicated to women standing up for their rights and freedom. Like the moon is English for Mahsa.
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