I am a Woman

How ironic is my land of domicile ?
 It claims to set me free
 And tries to tame my spirit that is wild.

Living In a land where female attributes
 Given to a stone are worshipped by all,
 But when a female passes,
 She gets cat called.

When I look at the stars,
 They tell me that I am aiming too far.
 They dissuade me by saying that
 I can’t drive a car.

They taught me to be spotless,
 But, didnt teach me how to embrace my scars.
 I love the irony this world displays.
 Though everything is moving at a very fast pace,
 I am still left behind in this race.

My destiny now I can’t gauge,
 I try to fight for my rights
 But, they call it an outrage.

My waist is measured,
 And my soul trapped.
 My body is caged,
 In tight skinny jeans I must be wrapped.

They glorify the males,
 And tell me I am replaceable.
 What they dont realize is that, I am unbeatable.

I will break through the glass and shine.
 My powers are not human,
 They are divine.

They introduced the concept of liberation for humans,
 But, they tell me I can’t do it all
 Because I am a woman.
 -Stuti Mehta 12A