Your Daughter Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Your Daughter



Your daughter
Is rare and precious,
Mind you not
What the patriarchal society of ours
Says it,
What the conservative and orthodox folk
Tell it,
All those out-dated and out-moded
Logically dead people,
Religiously blind,
in whom reasoning power
Is almost dead and dry.

Saturday, November 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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