The height of my fearful dreams
With shrill screams
Awaken me with false realities
And introduce me with brutalities
My footprints are removed by air
I hide in boundaries with fear
That man will kill me i know
No matter how much i bow!
Ethics and extremism dump me in grave
Where it is hard for me to be brave
But with slogans of justice i stand
Creating a hope for new brand
They restrict me by saying “GIRL”
I oppose them but by will
I have the right to be free
Why you divide me in classes that are three
I have wings to fly
Let my luck give life a try
I will make you proud
With un-ending prasing sound!!!
Yasmeen Baloch
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