Feminism

Feminism an idea, Not so new. But its existence in society, In reality is very few. Everyday with evils, She has a fight. She does so to make, The purpose of her life right. For every step she takes, She’s obliged to answer questions. But on her reaching pinnacle of glory, Her hard work is rarely mentioned. “Dress too tight!” “Lipstick too bold!” “Her dress is so short, doesn’t she feel cold?” Irrespective of her clothes and age, She is sexualized. And for harassers it takes, Years to be penalized. Candle march for her rights, People are going to hold. But still for few currency notes somewhere, Her body would be sold. We worship her in Several forms, Then why, why do we, Cage her in society’s evil norms To celebrate her existence, We have dedicated a day. But her battle for equality, Isn’t like child’s play. Feminism an idea, Not so new. But its existence in society, In reality is very few.