The Condemned Species

By Navya Paul

You can be a rose with no thorns, 

A lion with no teeth, 

A women with no voice, 

Who are they to say, 

You are the condemned species. 

You can be the strongest with no credit, 

The wisest with no acknowledgment,

Ambitious  than a man, 

Who are they to say, 

You are the condemned species. 

Cursed to be blamed for each error of the society, 

Whose fate is carved by  others, 

Doomed to self loathe, 

Preordained to spend  life with those who 

Propagandize us to be condemned species

A merely harmless dressed up doll 

Like a tumor which is benign. 

Reduced to preys  of desire, 

What are we to say 

After all we are the condemned species. 

By Navya Paul