WOMEN: THE WARRIORS FOR LIFE

Credit: Parikshit Sinha

It is difficult, is it not,

To take the battle head-on,

With the prejudice of this wretched world,

Where you are labeled with an “-ist”,

And called a follower of an “-ism”,

Even though what you ask,

Is something you should always have,

Is something you should have never lost.

You battle everyday, with the ills of society,

Getting scarred mentally, everyday, each day.

Yet you tuck-in your child with a smiling face,

And go back to bed with a consciousness,

That there’s another battle,

At the break of the day.

So I bow to you mother,

I bow to you sister,

I bow to all the brave women,

Out there,

Because you all indeed have,

A concealed Goddess Durga in yourself.

©onerandompoet

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