I am a poet, assistant professor and humanitarian. I feel that the education system in India needs to re-evaluate its flawed system.
There was a time when life was more about others,
I always felt that my goal in life was to shine in the eyes of others,
I always saw this world , so unknown to me as my home,
I looked upon others to give a smile on face and charm in my eyes,
I molded my self the ways others wanted me to be ,
I never noticed how in my life I was never free,
I gave my food , my love , my heart and even my soul to you,
All I got was , words!, "Mother You are Goddess of Sacrifice"
But I was never allowed to tell,I was educated to sacrifice weather I want it or not !
Forced by my Mother who always told me to think of others
My mother who taught me , "You are a girl , be like one !"
May be this was taught to her by her mother and the chain of suffering remains endless
Before a mother , a daughter and a girl I almost forgot who I was
Unless a saw a bird flying so free and undaunted
The thought of my identity was surreal and haunted
Today I live for myself and I have lost many of those "others"
I have came to a point where I speak what I think
For some I am independent and some call me whore
But the difference today is that I see no more ..!!
Frank Atanacio from Shelton on December 12, 2017:
wow, very strong.. emotional pull with words