For all the violence imposed on her, for all the humiliation she has suffered

for her body that you have taken advantage of, for her intelligence that you have stepped

for the ignorance which you have left her in, for the freedom you have denied her

For the mouth you shut, and for the wings you clipped

Stand Gentlemen in front of a Woman.

And this is not enough, bow every time she looks at your soul

Because she knows how to see it

Because she knows how to make it to sing

Stand, Gentlemen, whenever she caresses your hand

Every time she dries your tears, as if you were one of her children,

and when she waits for you, even if she would like to run

Stand, and remain standing my friends,

When she enters the room singing of love, and when she hides her pain and her loneliness

while having the terrible need to be loved.

Do not try to reach out to help her, when she collapses under the weight of the world

She does not need your pity.

She needs you to sit on the ground beside her, and wait for the beat of her heart eases and

her fear disappears, and the world, continues to turn quiet.

She is the first to stand and to give a hand to pull yourself up, and bring you closer to the sky,

high in the sky, where her soul livesand where,

Gentlemen, you will never tear off her from.

(William Shakespeare)

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