Not a Damsel in Distress
Written by Yasmeen Shah
There’s a baggage of folklores and fairy tales
But she opened a devil’s door with a garland.
The blacks and purples of his skin tone
Is not what a Prince Charming is made of,
And the beast that the beauty chose
Was also a disguised handsome heartthrob.
But she’s sure, he’s not one of those,
He’s not got blonde hair and blue eyes,
With royal blue silk bell-bottoms
Or a cloak decorated with laced gold.
He’s not an Aladdin with a magic lamp
And a Genie to the rescue of a Damsel,
Neither a froggy cursed for
A kiss to be fanciable.
He’s a devil with boiled eyes and yellow canines
And a horn not of a unicorn but of a bull,
He’s the last one you’ll chose
With no castle or a magic wand.
He’s not the one her granny told her the stories of
The good looking, appealing, the handsome master
To ponder just her beauty
And cage her in a crimson fort.
He loves her for her imperfections
Her dark past and her bright heart,
She’s something ordinary, not made of beauty,
neither a gorgeous lass.
She’s a dreamer, a thinker, a lover
Much more than a beauty,
Not a dealer at duty.
There’s a baggage of folklores she dropped off,
and tore all the old books, the fairy tales, the misleading sophistical;
She’s not going to sit back and watch injustice unfold,
She’s much more than just a damsel in distress.