God treats man and woman alike, Why then, do you think, that woman in the office doesn’t deserve a hike? What convinced you to assert your “so-called” superiority, When you have learnt in school, about equality. You load her with responsibility for everything possible, more than she can handle, Why then, do you think, you can’t pass on to her, your mantle? Who installed the “son”, to be the sole bearer, Of a legacy you have inherited, from your ancestor. What then, makes you feel of yourself, to be proud, Will this boisterous attitude you hold, follow you post your shroud? Feminism din’t emerge one fine day, just like that, Your actions compelled her, to take a stand. Feminists are often labelled as, attention-seekers, looked down with contempt, Ain’t that a desperate strategy, to cover your insecurity, a dubious attempt? Women are to be treated equally, not oppressed, Remember that they are the source from whom, your ...
I am, the perfectly imperfect, All the roles I play, Can't I ever slay I'm not the best daughter, I'm not the perfect mother, And I'm absolutely an imperfect teacher. I do feel guilty, I do get lost I miss out on precious moments, I do find myself in many a spot. Nonetheless I'll keep trying, Instead of lamenting and crying. Probably I'll be able to sort out, Yet perfect I'm NOT!