Soaked in hope....

So soaked are we of life- soaking is life itself now!

How long will life be a prolonged farce….when shall we soak no more?

Born to a world, soaked in power- where survival is permitted only to the fit

Longing for the ascend of the weak… in a world, soaked in kindness

Born to a country, soaked in prejudices-where you have to be born ‘touchable’

Longing for acceptance and compassion….in a country, soaked with equality

Born to a society, soaked in superstition – where being a girl or her mother is a crime

Longing for realization to dawn… in a society, soaked with understanding

Born with an outlook, soaked in limits- where thinking out of the box is taboo

Longing for boundless freedom of thought… in a mind, soaked with courage

Soaking no more in self-pity- where every person can change for the better

Where one does not just long for change... where promising tomorrows are soaked in hope!

This poem is my contribution for Indiblogger and Surf Excel Matic's -" #SoakNoMore" Contest