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I was a star in the sky
A new bloom in the garden
Clear water rushing from a spring
A fledgling learning to fly

But they changed me
According to custom  
To dust on the Earth
A withered blossom

A stone in the river
A bird in jail   
For what? 
Being a woman

Mother, wife, sister                                                                         
We must end
This war on women
Stop the cruelty
Now 

I don’t want to be
Another Farkhunda 
I can’t be 
A second Setara

By Najwa, age 15

Photo by OakleyOriginals