I Do Not Accept This

In an Under-Developed, Thirld World society
I have been wandering
In the dense, dark jungles of ignorance.
For the crime of biological difference
I was kept locked inside the “kot”,
In order to know myself
I have traveled across centuries.
Putting up the Shariat Bill as a tying post
Once again you want to keep me chained
                              to your vested interest.
Sitting in the Parliament House
You weave laws like a locust-net.
How is it possible
That I can meet you at the same place,
Where locked inside four walls,
Shut inside the tall “kot”,
Guarded by eunuches,
Together with your three wives, hundreds of slave-girls,
You left me to remain silent like a mummy,
Knowledge, awareness, consciousness
You proclaimed these to be “na-mahram” for me.
The belly of your tyrannical history
Is like death’s claw.
For centuries you’ve been stopping
My rights, my desires from breathing.
Still are you not satiated?
You relish the darkness,
Like a vampire your ideas
Cling to society.
Every woman knows
That respectability is not simply
Wearing a dupatta on your head
Which you, Khomeini-style
Order us to wear.
I am the awareness
Bort out of the anguish of history
Which cannot be crushed by long-boots and khaki uniforms.
To go against all wishes imposed by you
I will gather
All aware people in the world
And loudly call out:
No oppressive lathi can stop me from saying…..
I do not accept the Shariat Bill.