Held in captivity and tied with the trust she had in you
Trapped in between your legs with no show of love
You feigned passion yet you watch on
You watch on while she is getting cut for no just cause
Her cries piercing my heart.
My heart, her cries puncture
The pain of seeing her writhe in pain breaks me
Her cry for help, a must heed
Her yearnings for love, one too loud to ignore
Her cry pierces my heart.
Leading her to the slaughter house
Tying her like a ram for the next festival
Oh! It is a festival but
For what cause is the cut?
Her cries pierce my heart.
Emerging from the pool of her own blood
All because you lied to her about cleanliness
Look at her again and claim you love her
Tell her you cut her for no just cause
That her cries may pierce the peace in your heart.