Thursday, April 21, 2016

Apology

To the man trespassing her body in a hive of huddled humans
to the guy in the lab who walked on her, with an unapologetic wince
to the teacher who doesn't bother to listen to her questions
mathematics is an equation, yours was never right
to the salesman at the mall, because the dress doesn't sit on her
to the brash neighbours who harass her with impunity
to the boss who thinks a promotion is not her cup of tea
to the mother-in-law who considers her sneeze as bad manners
to the husband who thinks she isn't allowed to fall ill.
Everyday a woman says sorry and chews her words
or sweetens them with apologies, for secrets that wane inside her bones
for it is not lady-like to raise a voice or mouth an opinion
while she carefully cuts the tags from her new clothes
she thinks of the labels women wear everyday,
for daring to open their mouth, or asking questions
or claiming for a rightful raise at work
while for some like her, apology tags along
for being the pale shadow of a man.

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