FEMELLA

 

Femella.

It’s a word of emotions.

Of sacrifices and struggles

She fought for her recognition

Broke invisible barriers

Walked in the limelight

And conquered the world

Nature was quite unfair

Took a toll on her every month

She bled

But never complained

Not once.

She brings a soul into the world

It’s an obligation they say

Correction!

It’s her inclination

Once she is born

They tag her with a gender

And then comes inconspicuous norms

You are a girl

Abide by them!

Interrupt them

You are a misanthrope

Unladylike they say

From the four tainted walls, she ventured

Out in the open

Across the fields

Into the books

Knowledge comes with arrogance

Warned masculinity

She ignored

Slowly the wildfire spread

The voice that was submerged in her

Now is the voice of millions

And yet she continues

With the most appealing smile

And open arms,

She welcomes the world 

Ready to carry it on her shoulders.

And this she

Is in all of our homes

Every woman out there

Has her own story

A story of self-sacrifice,

Oppression, revolt

And liberation.

And that’s what defines her.

Her identity as a woman.

Her identity as a femella.

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