Where will she go?
To avoid the treachery
Found within the misogynist walls of that shack
She is obliged to call home.
Where will she go?
To escape the repulsive stares
Which torment her
When she walks down that casteist road.
Where will she go?
To break loose from the bounds of patriarchy
Which question her every action
And slap curbs on her desires.
Where will she go?
Perhaps,
Wait for death
As her life is shattered beyond repair,
Wait to be reborn
With an identity
That holds esteem
In the eyes
Of the despots of mankind.
Where can she go?
To relieve herself
From the affliction that engulfs her
Concealed behind that forced smile.
Where can she go?
Far way
From a husband,
Drunk on masculinity
From a government,
Drunk on bureaucracy
From a society,
Drunk on class and caste.
Where can she go?
~ Shrey Verma
New Delhi, India
Very well said. It’s high time these chains of unnecessary restrictions/ distinctions were broken & equality was granted to one & all.