Somebody called me ‘angel’
Beautiful and sweet
It lasted for a moment
He wanted me to be his alone to keep.
Somebody called me ‘warrior’
Courageous and strong
Then he wanted to put chains on me
He wanted me to fight for him alone.
Somebody declared I was the ‘priestess’
Deep, thoughtful and wise
But then they kept me in their temple
To hear only their laughter and cries.
Somebody raised her voice
And spoke for the poor who weep
They called her a ‘rebel’
They killed her body and slaughtered her like sheep
Somebody dared to speak
Revelations, myths and truths
They called her a ‘witch’
Because they feared what she could do.
Somebody dared to dance
Where everyone else stood still
They called her a ‘goddess’
She used the powers from within and followed her own will.
Women go by different names
Which one of them will we be
To be a ‘rebel’ or a ‘witch’
Or a ‘goddess’ who will set people free…