Remember the fight the ended with pride,
Day I stood like a newly wedded bride
I got the right to express… to speak ,
Flaunted my patriotism like a device so sleek.
Colours that stood unwaveringly for democracy,
Bravery, peace and prosperity.
Now that bravery closed my eyes to discrimination,
Slept peaceful nights to the burning nation.
And the prosperity that followed by sacrificing all but my equal.
The freedom I earned stared at my mirror’s sight,
I spoke and expressed …but not for the right.
Again fought battles but for sex, religion, and culture,
Throwing my remaining humanity into the gutter.
Today I stand shattered in torn clothes and no pride,
Holding onto a false mirage of freedom without a stride.
