^{Pressed for Time}

Momma I'm pressed for time 

I know you wanted me to have long hair 

But the dust of the streets that we march along 

But the dust of the streets we march on all night long 

Won't allow it 

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Momma I'm pressed for time 

I know you wanted me to have soft hands 

But the harsh pressure on the weak in our society 

The pressure harsh on the weak in our society 

Won't allow it 

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Momma I'm pressed for time 

I know you wanted me to have a quiet voice 

But the muffled cries and the burnt out lives 

But the burnt out lives and the muffled cries 

Won't allow it 

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Momma I'm pressed for time 

I know you wanted me to be surrounded by flowers and gentle fabric But the rumbling of the hunger and the roar of the gun 

But the roar of the gun and the rumbling of hunger 

Won't allow it 

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Momma I'm pressed for time 

I know you wanted me to live in a mansion 

But the piles of dead in the underground prison and the poison of darkness of no education

But the poison of darkness of no education and the piles of dead in the underground prison

Won't allow it 

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Momma I'm pressed for time 

I know you wanted me to settle down 

But the homeless out there on the street and the ones with scars of torture repeat

But the ones with scars of torture repeat and the homeless out there on the street

Won't allow it

Momma I'm pressed for time

I know you wanted me to be a princess

But the greed the jealousy the cruelty the deceit

But the deceit the cruelty the jealousy the greed has thrust the sword into my hand. 

So you have to peel away a part of yourself

The part that wishes I was someone else

Your daughter was born to be a warrior.

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Written By Adrija Jana

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Adrija Jana is a passionately creative writer based in India. She mostly creates poetry pieces based on her personal experiences as well as social issues she is passionate about. Her work mostly revolves around protest against period poverty, marital rape and advocating for freedom of choice. She is inspired by writers such as Margaret Mitchell and Rupi Kaur, as well as the minutiae of everyday life. Apart from being a writer, Adrija is also a Spoken Word Artist, Theatrecian, Filmmaker and creative researcher, and all her work is woven together by common themes. She believes that creative pieces that let the innate imperfection shine through truly touch hearts.

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