Your culture,
Creeps into my bedroom
Your politics,
Lurks into my kitchen
Your patriarchy,
Devours my identity
Your chauvinism,
Patronizes my freedom
Your condescension,
Defies my existence.
Yet,
I disdain,
I dispel,
I blaspheme;
As I parade down naked
On your sacred gully,
And gulp down profusely
A slice of Nagpuria beef,
Sacrilegiously.
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
Your culture,
Creeps into my bedroom
Your politics,
Lurks into my kitchen
Your patriarchy,
Devours my identity
Your chauvinism,
Patronizes my freedom
Your condescension,
Defies my existence.
Yet,
I disdain,
I dispel,
I blaspheme;
As I parade down naked
On your sacred gully,
And gulp down profusely
A slice of Nagpuria beef,
Sacrilegiously.
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