From the moment she is born we treat her like a curse
We carry on for almost forever and that is what is worse
She walks down the street and we compare her with everybody that she’d ever meet
She beats him in a race and we make a face in our seats
Did she ask for this defeat, never?
We have parades, for so many decades
But as this day finishes, our show of love towards them slowly fades.
She selflessly moves around on our joint ground for us
She may be tired, she may be crying she may be dying inside but she will be lying for us.
She does all these things for us but did she ever ask for anything in return? Never.
And that is why
Let me be the woman I want to be
The woman you would want to see
The woman who would like to set all the barriers free
I do all these things because I am capable
Not because you tell me that I am able not because you tell me that I am stable.  
I appreciate the support but why?
Why do we walk around with banners and labels to show that women try?
Do we not struggle like everybody?
Or do we you still have trouble to admit that we are somebody.
Over these years we have been happy, with how equal we have shaped ourselves to be
Now it is in your hands to see, to stop
You live with a mother in a mother
Then why would you treat everybody in this mother as some other?
Show don’t tell, as soon as signs are held up high to give support, to tell.
Our power, our strength, we, will repel.
Aarushi Pandey
Grade 8
