I keep you in my womb, safe
I give birth to you
Man, I create you
My eyes unsleeping
My body unaching
My love unwavering
Yet monsters you become
Teaching me painful lessons
For no crime of mine
You touch my feet as Sita
And yet you ask me
To walk on hot coals
You ask Saraswati for knowledge
You ask Laxmi for wealth
You ask Durga for strength
And yet you kill me
Before I am born
Are you really a man?
I am your daughter
I am your sister
I am your mother
You forget this
Outside your home
Even in your home
I bear quietly
The pain you give
Swallowing it like a bitter pill
I am strong
And yet you think
Of me as weak
My unspoken eyes
See what you have
Done to me
Wait for the Kali
In me to rise
Man, you will cower away
I will cause you pain
I will give birth
Only to my daughter
I will nurture her
Make her strong
And battle worthy
Trust me, man
You don’t want to see
Laxmibai with undocile eyes
So fight with me now
Not against me
Stand up and be counted
Because my war cry
Will be hard
For you to ignore
I will die
A thousand deaths
For my sisters
Until you have
Learnt your lessons
The hard way
I will be nirbhaya
I will be amaanat
I will be a braveheart
You will know
My many names
Until none exist
Then you will know me
As respect, dignity, equality
As woman not Kali or Lakshmi
———
Thoughts after the Delhi gangrape incident