Parents are like farmers

Tillers of soil

Hoeing & planting

From dawn to dusk

Covered in sweat

Making sure every

Bud that blossoms

And blooms

Embedded in the

Fertile ground

Is able to suck

Reviving blood

Since the “essential nutrients”

Are buried deep beneath

Roots starts to take hold

Baby buds start to peep

Thriving under the

Rays of the sun

Blue skies & fresh air

Reared with devotion

As well as tender

Loving care

“essential Nutrients”fed

During infancy

Stand them in good stead

Will deter them from evil

Will follow the Path of Asha

Instead!

 

————-Farida Bamji

Being a girl

Ain’t a sin

No matter what

Colour Caste or Creed

For that matter what

Religion she was born in

We do not live in

Ivory Towers

Treated like Queens

Carried around by

Bronzed muscle men

In Palanquins

Women may be Aryan

Dravidian Yellow Black or White

All we ask is a sprinkling of love

Understanding of Dignity

Respect as well Equality

Women ain’t a mold of clay

To be bruised battered abused

Each & everyday

As well fashion them

In anyway

Women are human beings

With emotion & real feelings

No can force

Their will on others

As we have a free will

So unchain the shackles

Of tyranny

As we want to

Break Free!!

 

Farida Bamji