Oh my beautiful sari I love you much to tell you
free You enlighten the feminism in me For which I
should thank you much For I am a woman first The birth
I consider the best.
When I see this end of the sari
I think of chastity enhanced by its Long free flow.
It helps me cover my head from sun It solaces me
by wiping my tears It straightens me to stand among the
mass
And because of that it stands for generations.
If I've to stop being the walking dead First
accept woman hood is superior Why to burn a sari? Burn
your slavery thoughts! I need not change into a man To
become superior And thus declaring him superior.
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