She's Human Too
They tend to forget
conveniently
That She is human
too.
Not a stone idol
That can survive the
extremes of atrocious weather,
Even though she’s a
paradigm of patience and tolerance.
She is an epitome of
love and sacrifice
In her multifarious
roles of
Mother, Sister, Wife
and Daughter.
Is this how her love
is to be reciprocated?
Right from her birth
Her freedom is
encroached upon
In the name of
culture, tradition and customs.
With no promise of
security
She is too often
stripped naked
Either by eyes or
hands
Violating her very
soul.
She is an easy prey
For the vultures hovering
everywhere,
Even in her safe
haven called home.
Profusely bleeding,
both inward and outward
Oh! With folded
hands, she pray,
“I have no desire to
be placed high
Let me laugh, let me
cry
Let me be human, let
me live
Love is all I wish to receive and give.”
By – Vinita Surana
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