My sister was raped

Yours ? Never.

Yours should be safe

like in a match box.

Rape stares at our faces,

‘the never will happen’ sheen

blinding us.

Fear pushing us,

to push women to cover their souls,

stuffing a million match sticks

into small dark boxes.

As fragile as the kite, we send

to meet the skies, guiding her

to blue festive spaces,

celebrating the gutsy elevation.

A harsh tug will shred her,

the winds drop her into oblivion,

nobody wants a torn kite!

- Tejdeep Kaur Menon

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