In pen: Debika Rani Halder
You made me suffer
That’s how you made me worthy,
During the day, push the kitchen , if the cooking is late, sit on the judgement !
Night I have to be obedient to husband desire, i the husband’s pillow!
There is no-one ask me whether I am sick !
I’m not healthy or sick, who cares about me?
I am a baby step factory
It is my responsibility to give children year after year, address to keep right!
If a girl is born, it is all women’s fault
God did not give me the strength to give birth to a son!
A second wife is brought in to protect the dynasty !
My bed is different from the bed, move to another room!
I become a stranger, abandoned furniture
However, in the illusion of the child, the stomach must be hungry!
Poor father has no energy to give me home
I have three more daughters, how can I leave?
A child can be left, like a man
Only their pride, the child is his auras! Mother can’t left her kids but father can do so!
You are powerful in a male-dominated society
Forehead writing, God has not done equal justice!
One day women will break this barrier like the city of Chicago
All barriers will be lifted, men are strong!