They say girls only want attention,
When it’s the boys who thrive on the male gaze, craving validation.
Flaunting their women like trophies in hand,
Yet taunting them for taking a stand.
They hide behind their veil of "good,"
While asking women to cover up from their filthy gaze.
Try to act like men when you are in doubt,
Yet shrink away when caught in a crowd.
They speak loud but call us shrill,
They break hearts yet say we kill.
They say girls are "crazy," ruled by Jinn,
I just hope their daughters don’t pay for their fathers’ sins.
They mock our rage, yet steal our fight,
Afraid of the fire we hold inside.
But we are the storm they cannot tame,
And we burn down their game.
Boys like that asking, "Would you wear that in front of my mom?"
Well, no, but does she know you drool over almost every naked woman?
Acting as if God made them from a rare mould,
When they are the ones who easily fold.
Well, no, but does she know you drool over almost every naked woman?
Acting as if God made them from a rare mould,
When they are the ones who easily fold.
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