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There will appear a day!
In this civilization, there will appear a day
When one must give life to the unborn
Not thinking of the prices to pay!
Only believing about the awaiting dawn
One day, I will have an offspring; son or a daughter, no matter.
Who would fetch back my own purpose
The being shall give rips and laugh like a trip
I will never impel them to accept anything,
Their free will is my sole importance.
I'll let them inscribe, act, prom and pipe.
Make them realize that they're their own pride.
Belief will not be forced up their throat. Gender shall be whatever they select!
They decide whether to steer or sink their boat.
I'll let them drift high and dive depth in the brine, the weight of my debts, they shall not accept.
For they're a windfall, not a slave to the mandate.
They don't owe me even the wardrobe,
It's the duty of mine to hold up their vigor.
My life has been about being what they asked, not worthy to choose who I needed to discover I was.
But my lasses would be open of my own contentions, they'd be granted to do theirs and I'll be the crew to rebuild their reels
Until they're willing to sprint by all fears.
© Anjali