Is it only a day or calendar date
We take pride to celebrate
As Mother’s Day or Women’s Day.
Just to wipe off memories
The next morn in tearing hurry!
Where then are those chauvinistic hands
That fought to protect Knight like
The honour and chastity of women
A self – pandering gesture of male ego
A shroud of deceit on libido?
Why then do we rip open her clothes
In Hastina, Delhi and homes
Throw her like Nirbhaya in dump yards
And run away like cowards?
You men remember for ever
Do not test her endurance
She is not a plaything or second sex
She is human with power immense.
She creates mankind, nourishes
Nurses and protects without hope
For gratitude or recompense
She does not wait for the gifts.
Never desire for power and pelf.
All she needs is dignity and honour
If you can, give her love
And respect her for what she is.
Sabita Sahu
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