Pseudo Feminism

By Anam Fatma

A black pool of sexism ignited ,

Screamed! Confronted! Delighted!

All men are same – they shouted.

Marked masculinity as devil’s and demons.

“ Feminism” the card ,like selling lemons.

The endless picture how it started,

Our society never applauded.

The sacrifices and the females resistance,

Men never valued their existence.

Discrimination and death of little angels were high ,

Suppressed! Shattered ! & Sigh !

Glimpses of violences in red flashes,

Sister! Daughter! & Love in trashes .

Every bruise had their own story ,

Men always took it as their glory.

With scrunity and scars ,their fates were sealed ,

Hurt and agony – that even time couldn’t have healed.

Love ,grace and respect – what she needed,

Pain! Disgrace ! Apathy – what she bleeded.

To halt the culture of fake masculinity,

A voice was raised of serene equality .

Motive was respect and gender parity,

“Feminism” the warrior to end men’s cruelty.

Battle for the social justice grew,

Educational economical equality went true.

The power! Desire!Fire faced criticism ,

The motive of justice hijacked by- Pseudo Feminism.

Pseudo agenda captured the role,

Lies! Sympathy ! Fame and trolls were the only goal.

Gambling world with emotional tears,

Masking reality and creating fears.

New moron for the unwanted gain ,

Dumped the real pain into vain.

Let’s clear the dark clouds of distant reality ,

& Talk about gender parity and sheer equality.

Equal respect for all the genders,

Let’s throw out the pseudo vendors.

Take offence – voice right from wrong,

Whisper only the humanity song.

By Anam Fatma