They gave me life then they snatch it away,
That was their choice, not mine, she said.
They taught me freedom then they caged me to stay,
That was their choice, not mine, she said.
They gave me dreams then they sold me to pay,
That was their choice, not mine, she said.
They said it’s my life then they controlled their way,
That was their choice, not mine, she said.
They gave me respect then they tore into pieces away,
That was their choice, not mine, she said.
I may be a daughter, a sister, a lover or a mother,
Drenched in pain, the crying woman said further.
I am not a puppet or a lifeless toy,
Neither had I wanted special status or considerations to joy.
A beautiful human is just, what I wanted to be,
“Let me enjoy the woman in me”………… (She smiled in grief)
~Ankita Anki