Who was it that gave you birth,
Was it a man or a mother;
I am sure you remember,
Those subtle hands as they held you nearer.
Who is the one that hears your screams,
As you cry out in the night;
Feeding you with her own self,
As you grow up in her light.
But do you think today,
We do justice with her;
Or the other woman on this earth,
Can you see them in the eye?
Frankly speaking, all they need,
Is a desire to stand on the height;
The same height you stand alone,
And support each other in this fight.
A woman works day and night,
And so does a man in the role;
And yet why is there a difference,
In the salary they get after reaching home.
A woman can be much more sincere,
More than what anyone can think;
Then why are they rarely accepted,
For top executives role, any link?
There are some who ask for empowerment,
And some fear to speak their thought;
Why can’t we all help each other,
So on equal footing, the battles are fought.
What is the right thing to do here,
How can we empower each other;
Because only after we see others as equals,
Can this world evolve, my brother.