50 steps, no more no less
I’ve walked this route many times but that was in the day
Where the sunlight prevented any distress
And any human shadow didn’t take my breath away.
Constantly looking behind my shoulder,
I shouldn’t be this afraid
It gets worse as I get older
When I see the good in the world begin to fade
20 steps, just a little bit more
Look at your skirt, pull it low
If anything happens, all they’ll talk about is what you wore
“You were asking for it, trying to put on a show?”
Steady your breathing,
Nothing can happen now
I don’t want to be a case on the newspaper people are reading
That is one thing I can’t allow
At my doorstep, heave a sigh of relief,
My home’s safety is all I need
Lock the door shut, now I can finally breathe
A woman’s safety at night can never be guaranteed
How much longer do I have to live in fear?
Society’s warnings blaring in my ear
The roads belong to me as much as my brothers
But when will the day I believe that, ever appear?
Written By: Ishani Patil
Designed By: Siya Mehra
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