When I opened my eyes to the world,
and felt the first touch of love,
From a fierce mom who produced a girl,
amidst those, whose sexist hopes were curled,
That was the day I wore pink!
When I took my aspirations a little higher,
breaking the barriers, flouting the barbed wires,
Discounting the restrictions of being a girl,
chose my “ways” to “twist” and “twirl”
That was the day I wore pink!
When they censured my “bold” choice,
my “derisory” ways and “firm” voice
Be a “woman” but not a “feminist”,
yet I turned into a brave activist
That was the day I wore pink!
The hate that was overtly grown,
for not wearing a softer tone
Reprimanded enough to mellow down,
but I chose to flaunt an “outrageous” crown
That was the day I wore pink!
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