take me to a place
no man’s land
it disgust me everyday here
when will this stop
done asking for justice
every two minutes
one of me is a victim
of your mental sickness
treat me as human
i am not for amusement
where am i safe?
home or public place
alone or walking hand in hand
your eyes will trace me
no matter wherever i go
no matter what age i am
i cannot read your mind
how sick it can go!
they say you are strong
and i am weak
that you are to protect
fallacy i accept
then why don't i feel safe around?
the most unacceptable
shameful humiliating act
and yet you walk with presumption
they tell me to hide, cry, whine
to pretend everything is fine!
here i die in pain
all in vain
but you feel no shame
had they taught you well
what being 'real man' is
i would have lived more
smiled, danced, rejoiced
walked valiant, stood high
a world i can only imagine
my heart cries
as you mock, stare, snide
i don’t care what they say now
and i will fight
for my life, and Battered pride!
A Poem by Sudha Kripal
