Her Culture

She was born into a culture, where she is a prize to be won. Where her appearance must always look appealing; so to her all men will run.

Where she's set as a bait for them to catch and nothing more. Where she must prepare her entire life, until she hears the wedding bells and faces the church doors.

She was born into a culture where "first moves" must always come from men. That if she becomes too friendly, she's immediately a flirt to them. That she must remain reserved at all times, and that being frivolous taints her image as a woman.

That her laugh must be limited to a mere light chuckle, That her voice must sound lower than a crack of a knuckle. That her words must be fit for the lips of a gentle lady, that everything she says reflects her character. That everything she is what society dictates her.

She was born into a culture where she must wear clothes of modesty and if she showed too much skin, she's an immediate bait for awaiting debauchery and a seemingly inevitable long list of insults and immature savagery.

She was born into a world where rape was normal and respect is unconventional. Where equal treatment is a privilege not a right. Where her confidence to speak out her mind is dissolved to "uptight". Where calling women "bitch" is a standard norm, where her body must be in a thin and slim form, Where her brain's capacity, her skills and abilities are nothing unless she has profound beauty.

She was born into a world where her most important contribution is to be married and that her success is through a man, and her needs can be carried. Where to place her in politics or any other profession is absurd, because they all think she only follows her sensitive heart whenever chaos stirred.

... But fortunately, She grew up. She grew up breaking the culture, Marking an end to gender roles, destroying stereotypes, ad Hominem and all the sexist comments that follow. Where men in fists against her are transformed into a partner she's must strongly affixed. Where rape is not caused by her clothes but by rapists.

Where her gentle blazing heart is her weapon as is her empowered cerebral. Where her words must be heard, her words must matter.

She broke out of her culture.

She wasn't a weakling, she is the future and she spoke for the rest of the world to understand, she was a strong and independent woman.