The nation called itself secular But I was born with a religion tattooed on my forehead
Being a female they said I have rights But because I was a female I was abandoned
As a human I have the right to live But I don't remember The last time I felt alive
Does my hunger and agony Pain the one who made the rights? Would the abuse thrown at me
Make me a victim Who can atleast claim For her basic human rights?
No rights ever written down Showed men to be the one With crown and honor
Yet, I was put below his feet To be violated and humiliated Where was my rights
When I was locked up Away from the light of knowledge Away from the world of wisdom
In a little cage with bars That do not bend Rights always existed But they were never right themselves
I wrote this during my English period. The teacher was taking about gender inequality and suddenly I felt like writing down some points that came to mind. After some editing this is the final product.