Woman 3

I am the ferocious wind and the driving rain

That falls upon an unrepentant world

Where equality must be won

By the blood of everyone

Justice and equality are only useless words

That fall from deceptive politician's lips

There is little of either in the canyons of commerce

That has a glass ceiling much too high

For the so-called weaker sex

Where we are treated like property

The day of reckoning is here

And it will be a bleeding from the pocket

Of those who hide from the shame

Stand firm in your rage

Against the machine

Of inequality

My sketch for this!