BIRTH <br /> <br />In the instinct of no-creature-of-Nature <br />the birth of a female is considered undesirable. <br />Only humans consider it strange. <br /> <br />CHILDHOOD <br /> <br /> Since she has been born, <br /> let her stay in an obscure corner of her home <br /> and learn to survive. <br /> <br />ADOLESCENCE <br /> <br />Keep your hair in a tight knot. <br />Don't let your eyes wander here and there. <br />Hide carefully your swelling breasts. <br />Women, we know, need to be kept in chains. <br />At best they can be allowed <br />to move about in the precincts of the home, that's all. <br /> <br />YOUTH <br /> <br /> Men look for fresh virgins <br /> so they can maul and tear them, <br /> some on the plea of love, <br /> some of marriage. <br /> <br />OLD AGE <br /> <br />The tight smooth skin is full of wrinkles. <br />The menstruation pain is gone forever. <br />The thread of the tale told again has snapped. <br /> <br />DEATH <br /> <br />We are well rid of nuisance. <br />In the instinct of no-creature-of-Nature <br />is the death of a female so desirable.<br /><br />Taslima Nasrin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-female/
