Women and Colonialism
Women & Colonialism
Its kind of okay
To me .
When you cry
Because it feeds the wounds
That I've always hide.
In those stones
Well in my bones .
For everyone of us survive.
Besides rise my thirsts
For the one
Never cursed.
Eloped and hitched
In Spite.
I pulled the guns ,
And trucks out the runs .
With sudden mists of
Bravery clouds .
I am none of terrorism
But the one for
Feminism ,
Secularism ,
And pride .
We owe it ,
Singular.
Less of the brutal
More than virtual
Life .
I hope
She could secure ,
the
Life of more worthy and pure .
After this
Ruthless strike.
In those stones
Well in my bones .
Let the Women survive.
S•R•
@thatoneshe_
Copyright © Shruti Rawat | Year Posted 2016
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