Hey! I Am Pretty Dame... Always Surrounded By Lads... Poem by Sadashivan Nair

Hey! I am pretty dame...
always surrounded by men...
When in home,
I'm a sister and daughter,
Sweet floret of both;
I'm lovely blossomed rose,
An itch in petal pains their hurt;
keep me safe in heart and soul,
Wish always me near their eyes;
Hey! I am pretty dame...
always surrounded by,
neighbourhood Romeo lads...
Some watch me through windows,
some follow flirting, singing songs,
'hey rosebud, angel of paradise,
Streets are glazed when you arrive.'
some yearn a glimpse of mine;
When late from office,
in dark streets waiting a cab;
Notice still being watched,
Voice from that side,
'It's me, don't you worry,
I am here till you catch a cab;
Cab driver makes me busy hearing,
His true-untrue stories,
So don't feel scary lone;
Men guard me in each stage of life;
Hey! I am pretty dame...
always surrounded by lads...
Men protect me, save dignity;
They honour as am their child,
Sister, sweetheart, and in future mom;
Men aren't rapist,
Rape isn't there in their mind;
Rape is a fear given by society;
society and its backers,
culpable to environ of rape;
Fear of unsafe is mental and constant rape;
Hey! I am pretty dame...
always surrounded by lads...

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