Bangladesh you sicken me

After I watched this
I could only feel
All the pain all the heartache
It felt so real
A female given no respect
So I really had to interject

All those males appear to me
Heartless thoughtless I can see
Their hideousness
Defacing some soul they should bless
Repellant and repulsive thoughts they own
Ghastly and grisly and gruesome its shown

Blatantly here as they slowly tie
Her legs together their vulgar try
They have no respect for her female form
They expose her nakedness as a mere norm
Manhandle her in their ugly way
Villainous cowards at the end of the day

She seems so peaceful in such repose
Actually a silent rose
A flower of life such gallantry
And undauntedness for all to see
Their aggressiveness and her pure light
Their craven spirit at the height
Manhandling her dragging her away
By her own tail you see they play

The nasty male strength strategy
Its born inside them evidently
Their lackadaisical attitude
Their loveless indifference
Just so crude

In a meditation stage
She calms herself against their rage
To see this spectacle on the street
So matter of fact and so complete
No empathy from anyone
Under what is the morning sun

Boastful big mouthed braggarts they
Bluff and bluster all the way
Their impertinence and sick disdain
Was clearly causing her some pain

So scurrilous and unblushing they
Overwhelmed her on this day
Such hostility to prostrate soul
Such loathing it became their goal
An abomination is the word I use
And so offensive and I refuse
To ever forget that peaceful soul
Who never really lost control

An angel she in so many ways
Had served humanity all her days
Had mothered children and watched them die
So their milk could be stolen
She didn’t know why

She maintained her life in a positive way
Though beaten and sick with each day
And now she is lying out in the street
Tied up in knots for they want her meat
They want her horns they want her eyes
They want her tail she is their prize

She will make much money that she knows
So she lies their quietly with her prose
Reciting it inside her head
And will do this quietly till she is dead

Her tenderness and her sympathy
Is not met with their charity
Their viciousness and their venom shows
Their rancour and their gloating flows
Their bloodlust and barbarity
Is on the streets for all to see

She is their victim don’t we know
Hurtful and harmful and this does grow
Grim faced hard hearted ruthless fools
Who will understand that Hathor rules
The dark nights and the lonely hours
Hathor has the deadliest powers
Wife of Horus she will see
These bastards murdered terribly

Milked of their blood their skin
Pulled free
Their stomachs emptied so all can see
The rotting flesh and the maggots there
Who with the vultures then can share

Their ugly bodies and let us see
If they are as quiet as this lady be

They cut her throat and her head away
In the goriest nastiest devils display
Slowly they saw her as buckets of blood
Ran into the road she is now in a flood
Of her own precious fluids and still she does bay
The pain is immense that much we can say

We can share we can feel we can hope
Now that she
Is in a much better plAce than here
For where we

Are
we have made it a terrible place
Eating corpses of friends
that once did grace
They are rotten and maggoty
but still we buy
And fill up our flans casseroles and our pie

We drink cows growth fluid
Denying the calf
Its all about calcium
Thats not the half
Of it
Its all about sickness
And eventually death
Denying the mother and her child
The shared breath