Weep not, wail not,
Behind the curtains, did hear the plot,
Overwhelmed by tears,
Stood with stares,
Sister in pain, helpless cried in vain.
They called it circumcision,
I retorted mutilation,
They called it dignity,
I retorted inhumanity,
They shouted, "get out of our sight!"
Sorry sister, none couldn't hear my plight.
After a month or so, the healing no more,
After a year or so, life no more,
Finally came the regret,
To FGM, a different mind-set..
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