Gender Equality

'You' happened to be a man, 'I' a woman 

Then there are the others, we hesitate to give names.

But you, I, and they together form the human race

In the same planet, under the same sky

Which is pink for me and blue for you

They on the other hand have no color.

You ought to be strong, can't shed any tears

For a tear is the epitome of weakness

You cannot have the audacity to show.

I am privileged for I can cry on any season 

As my tears hold no value just like a body without a soul.

You ought to be the family's head

I have to be the caregiver,

They on the other hand got no family to share.

You cannot dress like me, I cannot undress like you.

You don't even get reserved seats

Neither in bus nor trains

But 'I' and 'they' need to be preserved,

For we might get extinct

If our seats are not reserved.

You, I and they surprising to say,

 live on the same planet

Under the same sky

But for once at all, if I could paint my sky blue,

You paint yours pink

And they can mix up both as they wish,

Will the sky fall over our head

Or the seasons will deny changing?

It's a question I want to ask the human race.