I have a dream,
A dream am unable to achieve.
I feel inwardly drained
For not having a life of my aim.
My emotions are hackled;
Cause am too vulnerable.
Exhausted of being persistent
For being strong and fervent.
Swarmed by thousands of people,
Not one to hear my inner battle: miserable!
I am expected to be demure,
Even after my dreams are being pestled,
Crushed over and over into a thin powder.
By some chauvinistic men
Who think themselves as much better!
Just because they've got a plaything like us,
In the form of their wives, daughters,mother and sisters.
I warn you O' men!
you'll have to answer,
Of your power you tend to use overt.
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My emotions are at it's peak.
Dated: 22/Feb/2018
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