If Acid Was Never Sold

If acid was never sold,

Girls would still look like gold

Even if covered clothes they wear,

Ruthless comments they bear

Rather than telling a girl how to dress,

Tell a man not to mess

Girls need books to read,

Push them down and they’ll still grow because they are seeds

It’s not called feminism it’s called equality,

Don’t judge her by her boobs quantity

Respect her for her work,

Be it housewife, woman or a clerk

All she wants is to be secure,

Love her with a heart that is pure

Give her wings to fly,

Let her touch the sky

I wish we were broad minded,

And minds that never minded