Sixth Sense Comfort # 3 Poem by mithilesh yadav

I cooked good food, clean and healthy
Kept working without leaves
Keeping my family loving and wealthy

But sometimes some among those I cared
Had given me unsafe feelings as they stared

It's been day or night
I performed my duty at every sight
I worked my job faithfully in very insight

But sometimes among those I worked
Had made me uncomfortable in there word

Oh the society of humans
I am still feeling unsafe and disgusting
It is not only shameful but hurting

We are here to live, love and being loved
Not to be killed lustfully and abused

Oh the society of humans
We are also part of you
It is your responsibility to keep us safe of blues

We are friend, love, daughter and mother
Not just a desire, lust, beauty or mass of leather