Her Unheard Voice Poem by heela Momand

From the moment she was born, it was all decided for her.
They dictated what she should and shouldn't be.
"Take care of the house"
"Marry and become a mother"
It is the rightful thing to do.
Or
Otherwise you are nothing.
She gazed out the window as the boys went to school.
She asks "why not me? "
There is no answer.
Boys can play outside.
They can freely run around.
But girls they said "should be inside the house"
She is a girl upon whom constraints are imposed.
In her heart she has many dreams.
Dream to go to school.
To hold a book in her hands instead of a broom.
To prove to the world that she is so much more than the labels put on her.
She is an Afghan girl.
Whose life is full of struggles.
She has a story to tell.
She has a voice, had the world ever known.