FAULT

Am I at fault, if men rape me for their pleasure,
If I can’t keep up with the social measure.
Am I at fault if I don’t get an equal pay at job,
If every other day society makes me sob.
Am I at fault if I was born not as a son but a daughter,
And everyday society comes at me to slaughter!
For I did not opt for the appropriate length;
For I showed the world my strength;
For I came home late,
And not by eight.
This so - called society leaves no chance,
Every time it makes me go in trance.
Yes I am at fault, if I don’t abide
And try to stand for my pride.