She was told,
Ah, She isn't much of a beauty
When she topped her clas
The entrance to her house resembles
That of a hut and
How does a family manage in there?
They wondered
Her dance steps were not sharp for the front row,
But was replaced by fair skinned classmates
Rich people have it easy,
Connections make all the difference she was taught
Attractive people make more money,
And win better jobs,
They told her with a smile,
Why so you even try,
With your identity as woman in this world,
You have already began your life with a struggle,
So stop trying they told her,
Stop fighting a losing battle...
They laughter at her dress,
Blamed it for inviting men's attention
When she was groped on the way to work
They advised her to cover up her face
But they did not know..
All their words went through her years
And would change into nerves of steel
Her focus was laser-sharp
She kept doing her work, she keep dreaming her dream
Listing her goals and went on learning
She was her mom, her best friend
She cried at nights and woke up stronger
She kept her promises and raised her vibe
She keep grinding and found her tribe
And the world came to know her for what she was
And “just look at the fighter” they admired her
She answered their praises with a smile
Helped them out as she could
And kept living her heart’s truth
About the Creator
Rashmi G
Fascinated by topics on mind, astronomy and self-growth


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