Where are my brothers?
Where are my brothers?
I need a sister to hold me…
Where are the others?
I thought we made up one body…
When they touch us
When they force us
When they pin us down
and hold us
We feel helpless….we feel worthless…
Our hands are tied
behind our back,
children tortured
till they crack…
We’re made to watch it, forced to watch it..
Now I am scared…
I am lonely…
I need help….
Oh if only
You were here….You were here
Where are my brothers?
I need a sister to hold me…
Where are the others?
I thought we made up one body…
Lowered my gaze
All my life,
Kept myself pure
Till I was a wife…
Think how I feel, when my cloths they peel…
Our men felt strong
They were Protectors…
Now their hands are tied
As they watch their sisters…
But they cant help them….and this kills them…
Brother stands watch
From where they hide,
Sister makes Dua’
That they’ll be fine…
And brothers just 10…and sister is nine…
Where are my brothers?
I need a sister to hold me…
Where are the others?
I thought we made up one body…
WHERE ARE YOU BROTHER!!!!
I need someone to save me!
why do I bother…
When you ignore my call and plea…
WHERE are you sister?
Open your eyes, can’t you see!
Today I am who they’re after
But tomorrow you will replace me…
And to the others…
Who ignore me…My Ummah!
You failed as my protectors…
You’ll be accountable, so fear Allah…
Where are my brothers?
I need a sister to hold me…
Where are the others?
I thought we made up one body…
where are my brothers…
-Taken From A Forum- The Sisters User Is coldcruel_n_cunning
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