This is no country for women, devil lives
In the hides of men and gods have eyes of stone.
She cannot be a goddess with flesh
Stripe her of that and make her a deity
Or mix her in mud and shower with pity.
She cannot choose to be what she is
Let us give her
Her life on lease.
Or send her to a country where
There is no blood or bone
Where life disintegrates and reduces
To the consciousness of an electron.
