She

She is calm, she is shy

She can even be bold

She is courage, she is power

And just needs to me empower.

She gives birth, she gives life

Yet she is deceased.

She asks questions, she asks for her rights

Still she is stopped saying she is just a wife.

She is love, she is beauty

yet treated like a duty.

She will stand, she will fight

But, will be there a day when she will be treated alike?