A NATION’S ANTHEM

i must forever Hide
Hide my body
Its curves.
Hide my spirit
It’s music.
Hide my dreams
Their colour.

“Hide it all…”
They say,
“Hide your blush
Your smiles
Your stains…”
“Hide it all child!”
They told me once,
“It’s filth beneath
Keep it out of sight
Just shove it away1”
‘Uphold the values’
‘Obey the norms’

So i must…
Bear the cross
Of being
The Good Girl
So i must…
Bury love
Stifle passion
Burn desire
i must be kneaded out of shape
if i am a sphere
i must fit them, the Triangle

Cheers Society!!
Cheers Tradition!!
For them i drown
Own voice
i confound
Own words
i forever hide
The dirty truth

Of being… a… woman…. shhhh!!!!