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Equality: Fighting for a Better World for Women

She runs the world and hopes for the best
She deserves not this hurt
Extinguished by masculinity
Yet forgives and continues her work

She gets respect from none
Say she must do more
Forced to do ever so stressed
Stays without asking a question

She smiles and tries to hide it
she feels her heartburn
Please stop! she pleads in thought
This forced apartheid must die

Receives not a drop of pleasure
In all the chores she does
No road to pursue her dreams
They say at home, not out

She carries in her womb, a child
a Girl yet to live and learn
Cruel men find to kill
Her little life's not worth

Selfless tears she stays to shed
Told once gone, she's nothing
Daunted and taunted once he's left
Her life's begun to bend

The future woman, the female youth
Let them learn and soar to tomorrow
See them in every great walk of life
Let them advance and pass through no strife!

Picture design by Anumita Roy

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Sai Harshitha Mopuru
Sai Harshitha, a 13-year-old poet from Nelloe, Andhra Pradesh, India, finds joy in creative expression through poetry, painting, singing, and dancing. Her work has been featured in various anthologies and is the author of "Ink Out of My Pen," a collection of 50 poems. Her poems have been featured on PoetrySoup and ALSphere, showcasing her growing influence in the world of poetry.

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