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"White He earns high salary, Wakes up at 5, Gets ready for his work In an expensive suit and tie. His wife prepares his breakfast, Adds few extra muffins. Takes good care of his health, Cooking high-protein meals for tiffin. His daughter says Hi and Bye Everytime he leaves and returns, For her, he is a superhero because Whenever she calls, he promptly runs. His mother isn't with him anymore, But everything he has done. She must live on in his memories, He seems like a dutiful son. Until it's an unfamiliar woman Whom he can't judge, Doesn't treat her with the same respect And he sometimes does fudge. I don't know if it's a trait Or a habit we've normalised, But all women in the world Should be equally recognized. Whether she is yours or not, she exists, For someone, she is special. We need to change this And stop being partial. ©Anagha Ukaskar"

White He earns high salary,
Wakes up at 5,
Gets ready for his work
In an expensive suit and tie.

His wife prepares his breakfast,
Adds few extra muffins.
Takes good care of his health,
Cooking high-protein meals for tiffin.

His daughter says Hi and Bye
Everytime he leaves and returns,
For her, he is a superhero because
Whenever she calls, he promptly runs.

His mother isn't with him anymore,
But everything he has done.
She must live on in his memories,
He seems like a dutiful son.

Until it's an unfamiliar woman
Whom he can't judge,
Doesn't treat her with the same respect
And he sometimes does fudge.

I don't know if it's a trait
Or a habit we've normalised,
But all women in the world
Should be equally recognized.

Whether she is yours or not, she exists,
For someone, she is special.
We need to change this
And stop being partial.

©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar

White He earns high salary, Wakes up at 5, Gets ready for his work In an expensive suit and tie. His wife prepares his breakfast, Adds few extra muffins. Takes good care of his health, Cooking high-protein meals for tiffin. His daughter says Hi and Bye Everytime he leaves and returns, For her, he is a superhero because Whenever she calls, he promptly runs. His mother isn't with him anymore, But everything he has done. She must live on in his memories, He seems like a dutiful son. Until it's an unfamiliar woman Whom he can't judge, Doesn't treat her with the same respect And he sometimes does fudge. I don't know if it's a trait Or a habit we've normalised, But all women in the world Should be equally recognized. Whether she is yours or not, she exists, For someone, she is special. We need to change this And stop being partial. ©Anagha Ukaskar