A poem dedicated to women and their constant battles to live life on their own terms, in a predominantly patriarchal world. Writing for the weekly #FictionMonday linkup, hosted by my good friend Vinitha Dileep on her blog, Reflections.
Breaking the Rules
Staying in the cloister was safe,
But no, you never wanted that!
You weren’t the one to sit quietly,
contained within a barricade.
Remember, the time when they built fences,
And how you pushed them all aside?
Or, how you shifted the context
So they could see things with new eyes?
Remember, how they pinned you to the ground?
and how they caged your unchained soul?
And when they set you on fire,
Like a phoenix, from the ashes, you rose!
Do you remember, the day you stepped out of line?
The one that nearly wrecked you?
Well, if you hadn’t broken the rules then,
the rules, by now, would have broken you.