So , I plead you all , forgive me
for all crimes I have committed
for all fights unresolved
for all initiatives not taken
for being who I have been in life
All I know that my crime is
being born as a girl ,
having uplifted chests,
and the place between my legs....
Lacking all the testosterone ,
I don't have hair on my face
to cover my malice
My arms don't possess the strength of a mace
to fight off groups of evil
to assault them and kill .
I am not divine,
I am only human
born as the gentle and weaker one
and that is why while everyone
is clad in black and white
adumbration ,
I lie draped in frills of flaming marigold.....
Goodbye my friends ,
as I take my leave upon this world .
Goodbye my family ,
sorry for not being the girl you would have proudly recalled.
Goodbye my love ,
sorry for failing to give all the pleasures you deserved .
Goodbye and sorry for being the woman I have been .
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Epitaph of a woman
PoetryBeing born as a woman in today's world.....is it really a boon or a curse ? What is her fault in being born into the "weaker" sex ?