Come all my sisters and daughters to an island where we can be free, come to a safe haven with abundent oppotunity. come all suffering and tired of men's abuse,rape, poverty, and war; come and escape from all that worry of it no more. come and bring your mothers, daughters, and trusted friends, oh come to our island where your strugles for equality ends. Man cannot come to our island, while we may love him we are wary of his ways, oh come sisters and live in peace for the rest of our days. but oh! alas, this haven I dream of dosn't really exsist. It lives only in dreams or shadows in the mist. and as I rember all my sisters around the world and their troubles, I know that if man continues on his path our world will be in time may only be dust and rubble. and unto this idea I think: we must band together and fight the good fight, or we might sink.