And We Are Much More Than Our Uterus. (In Solidarity With the protesting wrestlers)

wrestler

Don’t cry.

Pity this nation

which knows about your medals

not your pains and wounds.

They clip your wings and celebrate

your blood spilled journey with

sugar-coated smiles.

Words are always the creations

of power –

We must remember that.

 

Be enraged.

Here, silence is celebrated

and the voice is always despised.

 

We are merely unlucky in our luck

they haven’t drowned us in milk

after our birth.

Only forty-five lakh wobbling lives

are murdered before the first cry!*

 

Be furious and rise

and teach them

we can wrestle our battle

and we are much more than

our uterus.

*According to an analysis of The Pew Research Centre at least 9 million girls are ‘missing’ in India as a result of female infanticide from 2000 to 2019

Moumita Alam is a poet from West Bengal. Her poetry collection, The Musings of the Dark was published in 2020. The book has about a hundred poems written in protest against the humanitarian crisis from the abrogation of article 370, the Delhi riots, and the Shaheen Bagh movement to the unbearable sufferings of the migrant labourers due to the unplanned COVID – induced lockdown.

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