despise your every step,
and feel the air's abounding scorn
in every single breath.
To look up to the sky above
and sense impending doom.
To be the cause of breaking laws
when the criminal's not you.
Worst of all, to know your men;
fathers, husbands, brothers,
will sit back while your existence,
like your windows, becomes shuttered.
Cricket wins, while women
are quieted in sacks.
Big screens versus being walled in,
I'm alright, Jack.
