Spirit of the feminine

Divinity pure; soul is suffocated 
Woman and man are indeed discriminated 
Snatching my organs, pulling my roots
For them I am just a lewd juice

Beads of my necklace are broken
But the thread is sacred as tied
They dominate, expecting to accepting
Haven't they heard of the lioness rising

Their fingerprints on my body
Their name followed by mine
Fathers and husbands; sons and brothers
Stepping on their weakened lovers 

Rising from ashes, a living from dead
Fiery essence with ruth in the eye
Aura of a goddess, smile as heavenly charisma
We are the origin of life and balancers of karma

Dazzling celeste time to equate 
Finishing the patriarchy rule
Seated on the throne; love bestowed 
Diminished dominace, sattva atmosphere approached