Broken Winged Butterfly
A butterfly with wings once whole,
Now broken, shattered, with no control.
The invisible cage surrounds her tight,
No freedom to spread her wings and take flight.
Society and family, the ones to blame,
For clipping wings and causing pain.
Gender norms and biases hold her down,
No chance to fly or even leave the ground.
She dreams of soaring high and free,
A life of choices, just like you and me.
But the broken wings just won't allow,
The freedom to escape, to take a bow.
Yet hope remains, a tiny light,
A chance to mend those wings and take flight.
With strength and will, she'll break those chains,
And rise above the hurt and pains.
For a butterfly with wings once broken,
Can still take flight, her spirit unspoken.
And soar above the hurt and pain,
To live and love, and once again.
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