She speaks a language of freedom and glee
Shaped by words unknown to me
She drapes her eyes in cloaks of belief
And I loathe her ability to easily breathe
Dressed in a soul at a liberty to feel
She voices thoughts I dare only to think
A carrier of opinions able to heal
Those poisoned by views, society forces to drink
Born to the cage, that parented us all
And fed us their ideals and values and norms
But gifted by earth, she burnt her chains
Along with her innocence, all desired to tame.
- Rati
