Happy Women's Day Ladies....

Hi,
I know, I'm late,
But better late than never,
So here I go.
Since our day is not TODAY,
I think you need reasons,
For my DELAY,
I mean even the once among us,
WOMEN.

So yes, I'll be honest,
Firstly, I forgot that we had a day,
Secondly, I was not bothered to raise my pen,
Why? Cause everybody was there to appreciate.
So what made me write about it today?
Actually, I can explain,
Let's start with my first excuse,
If you are Okay?

As a young woman,
Or shall I correct it as Lady?
It sounds more classy and polite,
That's my opinion, you are free to have yours.
So, yes coming back to giving excuses,
I forgot, cause I was busy,
Yes, very busy on a holiday,
I was busy worrying about my career development,
I was busy, worrying about my future,
Cause, I'm single,
I was busy, worrying about further education,
Cause, this is the age to complete.

Yes yes yes, I was worried, and still I am,
Cause they force me to worry,
They say, as a GIRL,
I need to earn while I'm not yet married,
They say, I need to conquer my dreams,
Cause maybe someone will restrict me soon,
They gave me, an age limit cause I'm a GIRL,
They say I need to marry before that,
They say the world is dangerous,
They say I need to know a person for long before marrying and now is the time,
Else I'll not make it to my wedding,
In a beautiful white dress,
With my favorite flowers.

So my second excuse,
I was not bothered, cause everybody was,
And they were fake,
I don't wanna be fake,
I just wanna be free.

Now I'm not fighting for equality,
Cause we can't,
We are unique,
Men or let me be polite Gentlemen,
Can never do what we are capable of,
But I know mothers, they run the house,
They take care of kids,
They go to work,
And with all their stress,
They smile, at their kids,
They fight the demons of the world.
I know girls, who suffer of poverty,
Who are disgraced for it,
I know girls who are labeled as ugly,
And are insulted for it,
I know girls who are depressed,
And Hide it cause, they don't want to hurt their family,
I also know ladies who push GIRLS to this tragedy.

And though I didn't mention,
Let's celebrate this day,
If we Ladies can stop backstabbing us ladies every day,
Same applied to Gentlemen, but let's be specific to us Ladies today,
Ladies if you can't please don't brag about today,
It's irritating to see people being so fake.

It's up-to you to decide,
If you deserve this,
Happy Women’s Day Ladies!

-Natalya Ludwick-

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