Poem: Metamorphosis of Woman

She used to crawl about
Like an insignificant caterpillar,
Weak and needing support throughout
Hiding herself in the grass, her world.
She could then be bullied around;
She could then be tamed;
She could then be taught what to be
And live within rules, for her the society had made.

Years passed and she
Then turned into a cucoon,
Gradual the process was
And through surroundings was Slown.
She was calm and silent,
Listening to the world
While stratergizing her future to come.
She then used to hide
And wait for herself to find
The freedom she had long deserved.

Now is the age 
When she has come to the stage,
Matured, into a butterfly,
Beautiful and colorful,
Spreading her wings all
And flying towards mighty sky.
She is now her own boss,
No more anyone can bully her around;
No more can anyone tame her.
She has now the freedom,
The independence she had long deserved
Falls now at her feet.

Yes,she is a woman
Who has undergone this major metamorphosis 
And changed her life on her own,
Transformed from the minor she was before,
To being greater than the male masses
She was dependent on a time ago.
Freedom she has found,
No one she needs now.
For she is capable
Of handling herself through all troubles.