Let them breathe
Poem:
LET THEM BREATHE
Every single girl sings in a different tone
Some dance to the melodious lifestyle of their family
While some show their teeth to portray fake smile
In their heart, they keep bleeding in tears
Some feel 10? of the gifts of happiness the world can give
When they are with their compatriot
For their house is like a living hell
Let them breathe
When they opt to lay on the bed of culture and dance to the tune of morality
They become vulnerable prey to predators
When they are our daughters
We taste our soup
And when they are our step's
They feel the sharp blade of our body
Their backs become our drums
And their cheek our cymbals
At a young age, they hug stigmatization and torture as close buddies
When they're academically down
We forced them into marriage
Be it early marriage or not
Where they can face physical and emotional agony
Some flee from the unbearable threats at home
to enjoy the street's picnic
This was how some turned into sex workers
Please let them breathe
Even a small comment can leave a deep wound in a girl's mind
Their dress code is not an invitation for eve-teasing
We should guide them
We should love them
They should confide in us
So let them breathe
Allow the girl child talk
Let the girl child talk about what pains her
SLaDA says let girls talk
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