WOMEN - Sacred Everywhere!

They hail her as goddess, bow down at her feet,

Then turn 'round and treat her as something to beat.

She's sacred in temples, adorned with bright light,

Yet struggles for safety when walking at night.

"Respect our women!" the speeches all say,

But at home? "Make tea, don’t get in my way!"

She's called "Mother Divine," "Shakti," "The Queen,"

Yet paid half the wage—now isn't that mean?

Men Need Women—That’s Not Just Talk,

Try running your life without her—good luck!

Who's fixing your mess when plans go astray?

Who's finding your socks? (They weren't far away.)

She organizes birthdays, remembers your meds,

Juggles a job while keeping you fed.

She’s raising the kids, she’s running the show,

And somehow, she still makes time to glow.

Women Need Women—The Sisterhood Strong,

They pick up the pieces when things go all wrong.

A friend in the chaos, a shoulder, a guide,

A force of sheer will, a fountain of pride.

Now let’s talk of driving, a topic so fine,

They say men are better? Ha! That's a crime.

She’s smooth on the road, avoids the big crash,

While you’re out there speeding, then blaming the dash.

She parks in one go, no drama, no sweat,

Yet you say, "Let me!"—oh buddy, not yet.

Mentally Strong? That’s Been Proven!

She fights through the pain, yet keeps on movin’.

Balancing worlds, while standing so tall,

Breaking each chain, despite it all.

Yet she's told, "Be gentle," "Stay in your lane,"

"Too bold? Too loud? Too much to contain?"

Here’s the truth—it's time we confess,

Without her, this world would be a mess.

So next time you worship, next time you cheer,

Ask if your actions match what you revere.

A goddess in temples? Then why not at home?

It’s time to stop treating her less than her throne.