Eighth March

Twenty four hours.

Only Twenty Four hours.

Then again you will burn me alive

In the name dowry.

Then again you will rape me every night,

In the name of marriage.

Then again you will shoot in my head,

In the name of carrying a book in my hand.

Twenty four hours.

Only twenty-four hours.

Then again you will throw acid on my face,

In the name of satisfying your male ego.

Then again your hand will be red with my embryo,

In the name of family progression.

Then again you will snatch my life, my dream, my rights,

In the name of being a woman.

Twenty four hours.

Only Twenty four Hours.