An Ordinary Girl

My fate seems to have been decided

In my mother’s womb;

“Oh my god! It’s a girl!

Get rid of her!” said grandma.

I come into this world

As a person with ambitions and dreams;

Entitled to every one of those rights

to be able to achieve them

As much as a boy.

This world treats me as filth and scum

Looks at me as an object to be used;

Confines me and my wishes

Out of the fear of men.

The world threatens me

To be submissive to the wishes of my superiors --the men;

Tells me that great wrong is imminent

If I do not agree.

I agree,

Yet I am seen as a tool

To gain access to those things that ‘they’ want;

By causing grief to my family

And inflicting on me the forbidden.

How is it that one can be a witness

To all this injustice;

Yet just push it under the carpet

And play ignorant?

Isn’t the humanity in you

Arousing you;

To be on your feet and

Seek justice?

It is time that

Women and men alike;

Stand up to this grave cause

And fight back!