by Manna Mariam Shibu
| From a hole in a window Unnoticed, like a shadow She sees the boys, and their world Can’t be like them because she’s a girl? |
| Their hands for shields and trophies Her hands for clothes and dishes If these are facts of nature, then I I’ll erase them and rewrite with my wishes |
| None cage my wind of dreams Of flying, and claiming my rights This tiny girl has a soul, a soul with A pounding heart, a heart that also fights |
| With social norms, and slander, Do not devalue me, And dare not judge me by my gender. |
