Conceived
I was
In my mother's womb,
Bearing curses
As brothers and sisters!
Born
I was in distress
For no-one liked my visage,
For being a girl!
Growing up
I am
In adversity and discontentment
For being a symbol of
Misogyny!
Ambiguous
My life dangles on the barren plain,
To waste away in the
Hands of a male chauvinist.
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