You ask, “Why the fuss?”
Well, I can tell you why? But honestly, do you have the patience to hear me?
You ask HOW a black and white picture will change anything in this world?
I have some insight on that, if you are interested?
I have lived in the world that was made FOR you, for centuries now
Created for your convenience
Not for me to thrive in.
It is a world made by you, right?
You are MAN the Hunter,
Wonder where I got lost in this MANMade world
I have been living in your shadows
The black and white life of resilience
And you have trouble with a Black and White picture?
The word feminism makes you cringe
Needy and crying for what?
Afterall you have acknowledged, ‘We are equals’
And the world is changing, then why the fuss, you ask.
Well, because we still live in a world where we save for a ‘Son’s Education’
and a ‘Daughter’s lavish wedding’.
You say I talk too much
Whereas I have been silently doing my bit unnoticed in the background.
And now my feet ache from walking at your pace
I need to walk faster and farther.
So keep up for it is a long road ahead.
What are you scared of?
We debate over everything, rights, words, jobs, salaries, kids
Even when history supports me, you dismiss it as a mistake.
Buried surrounded by weaponry and wealth, has to be a MAN, women are no warriors
A woman must have fallen in a Man’s grave, for sure.
Yearning for my love and nurturing nature;
No boy, I am not your mother, sister, daughter or a wife
I am another living being who has contributed silently in the evolution you very proudly term as Manmade
Hmmm….
You still don’t get it?
Why I have to scream, because you have never heard me speak before
So my voice of reason is an annoyance to you
I am more than your comforting caregiver.
You can think of me as whoever you want
But my identity will no longer be given by you
It is not you who will get to define me
I will define me
I am finally embracing my own shadow
So why black and white pictures, you ask
It is simple, You just see a picture
Whereas I see centuries of hard work and resilience paying off
Because it is us together with many more that make this world, livable & kind
You alone were nothing then and I alone am nothing now.
You ask why so loud?
Well, you mistook my patience as my weakness, so now I need to make you listen
You get scared of one remark, one campaign, one voice
You take it as an insult when I say NO
But I have just begun, dear friend.
I need you to accept that I am not stopping anytime soon
My voice has to reach far far away
My knowledge has to make the world better
And that I am done with the back seat & insults
The only shadow I will embrace is my own.
And I am working on myself too, don’t worry
I am raising you to be a gentleman,
A man who is kind so he can be a part of the
Humankind.
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