Your feet walks on the ground which
got cemented over our bodies
and our struggle
and our hustle
and our fight
and our blood.
Just the way we walked on the ground
underneath which lay our ancestors'
struggle, hustle
fight, blood.
Walk such a walk, my women,
that when the next layer of cement
is coated over your bodies,
the plates of the earth
should start trembling a little bit.
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