Help!

Girls are not born
weak
but maid.
Gallantry subjugates.

Am I okay?
Do I need help to climb?
Well tell me,
would you ever                ask a man?

But ‘help’
around the house;
don’t offer—
Do.

And Never seek applause
for what you do.

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