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They were architects,
They called the shots,
They led the pack.
They stood and gawked
They watched in excitement
They had no objections.
She was centre stage
She wailed and begged
She found deaf ears.
Today I mourn,
Oh!! Yes I mourn
But I mourn neither
The aggrieved
Nor the one in grief
I mourn that moment in
Time when death was visited
Upon the sanctity of womanhood
In the name of retribution.
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