When I was 17, I was barred from entering a temple:
The priest preached that I was impure and steadfast to make an example -
Of how a sweet little girl becomes polluted
for 3 days every month because she menstruates !
My mother knew my cycle and thus she prohibited,
ordering me to stay at home, cause of the society she was afraid,
But the young blood of 21st century was boiling with rage
Blood from my body can't corrupt me because guess what - the Goddess also menstruates !
So I went to the temple, wearing white and red
Was stopped at the gate because apparently I was tainting the sacred
But I didn't bow down in front of the scowling of their eyes
My heart beat faster in anxiety yet I stood up to men's might
I demanded my entry, asking why won't they let me in ?
Everyone whispered around but no one said anything.
" Because I'm in my period ?", loudly I asked
" Are you scared of my womanhood or of my blood ?"
" But a woman can not worship - it's what the sacred text says",
" a woman is adulterated when she menstruates "
" Then you must change your text, it holds no value in modern times ",
I said, " A lady spewing blood is also divine "
" We take pride in our texts and the value it demonstrates "
" You are not welcome here, Get out ", The priest said !
I only said, " NO ! ", at patriarchy I gazed
shattering age old traditions and thus I progressed
The priest took a back step sensing my intend
when other women spoke with me, he wanted to have an agreement
" You can not enter the main room but you can sit outside "
" Thank You ", I only said, thinking - one step at a time !
Dark clouds rounded the sky, devouring the Sun.
Forecasting a frightening storm, danger at every turn
One day, the clouds will disappear and again the Sun shall be smiling
But till then we would have to just search for the silver lining
-- © millennialwithapen