CULTURE- Shristi Rai

CULTURE

under the free sky,inside the shield of womb

she is fighting her life long war

hasnot seen the morning sun 

yet preparing path harsh and so far...

life was denied from the womb,birth become burden

dreams were smashed,breathe were imprisioned

youth become problem,her existance became curse

couldnt breathe freely,suddenly Ghunghat masked her tears..

under her mans' wings,others saw her safty

even in her bed she was raped,

scars of wounds were nasty..

her shadow scared her to death,her image like a ghost

the pattern of womans' slavery,couldnot escape the worst...

death of her baby girls she couldnot stop

womb was her,pain was her,

but her voices were unheard

her images of goddess was worshipable

her bleeding was untouchable

her stories of devotion was Sitas' story

her compelled body was just Nirmalas' mistry

choldhood gone hiding behind her scarf

learned to walk stepping on her chest,

just a small thread puts you away from touching her

kicking your own childhood nest,

that is why today she is your house decoration,

her body is just for your desires' sculpture

when she is not your mother,just others'

it is certain,rape one day will become culture,

cause long history hasnot become only histroy

its going on farther and farther..

and that is how borns the new culture.....