Women In Chains

Women In Chains, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

why do we chain our women
why do we cause them pain
we crush their beauty and their brain
over their minds their bodies
their souls we reign
man born of a woman
sells her for gain
a prostitute her destiny
a thought so plain
woman enslaved
manacled in chains
as she ploughs
this rough terrain
her tears her lifes story
all in vain
cleopatra
helen of troy
or a plain jane
being a woman
is a womans bane
the blows that rain
she wont complain
within her womb
she carries her pain
a street performer
born to entertain
in mans domain
a shattered
battered
bleeding window pane
a mutilated hymen
she wont regain

Most of the women are locked up to the doors of the shrines,most of them because of their mental condition are violent prone, children hit them with rocks, as they are hitting the demon within her and sparing her woman hood...
Somebody a kinder variety pushes food on a newspaper , somebody throws a coin yes this is an amphitheatre the woman fighting the gladiators of her sanity...
I shoot pain in eye ball.. most of the time their pain shoots me..
a young journalist friend som patidar told me "sir you are very emotional.'
We my kind are poet photographeres we emotionalize a piece of rock..yes even rocks are worshipped as women...
I know when I was growing up in Colaba , there were notorious elements I heard who after bouts of heavy drunkness would rape a mad woman sleeping on the streets ...nobody bothered ...she got pregnant , moved away..
ward boys , lunatic asylums , cancer hospital, womens home, womens prison, in gods home where is woman really safe in her grave or on the burning pyre..

These are depressing thoughts and I have come home for lunch...