Restrictions (Athira A.)

A caged bird am I, who let slipped her song,

Once incarcerated in so-called social norms,

All fabricated by some phony philanthropists.

No wonder why my motherland is still astern,

In the epoch where nations are all in the pink;

As she too has turned the victim of absurdity.

“You are a boy, never ever cry”,

“You are a girl, never ever laugh”-

Wire pulling kicks off anon an infant is born,

With outmoded regulations for each gender;

Never felt that emotions too can be clichéd.

The very same man who exhorts for isonomy,

Ends up curbing the joys of his own girl child;

He is well aware, that society will reckon him.

Who are we to set demarcations in this world,

When the creator has proffered us equal glee?

Let chains be broken and a dream life be lived.

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