New Age Cinderellas’

‘Cinders Cinders’ step mom’s maid

‘Cinders Cinders’ all work but not paid

‘Cinders Cinders’ lived in pain

‘Cinders Cinders’ a life mundane

‘Cinders Cinders’ blessed by fairy mother

‘Cinders Cinders’ met the King

‘Cinders Cinders’ did miracles

‘Cinders Cinders’ got the royal ‘Wedding Ring’

‘Cinders Cinders’ a fairy’s tale

‘Cinders Cinders’ lived happily ever after in royal veil. . .

WAKE UP CINDERELLAS !

We are Cinderellas’ making our own tales

No magic wand to protect us in safe shell

We work, we live and we be dainty

No fairy queen to add to our vanity

We are the owners of our destiny

We are goddesses we are decision-makers

We are thrashed somewhere for our entity

We refuse false imaginary saviours

We are killed we are burnt

But we stand holding our head strong

Give birth to men who crush our womanhood

We ourselves fight all social odds and wrongs.

We don’t dream of royal palace to hide

We don’t look for Prince Charming to guide

We build our own place in heart and mind

We give shelter to mighty ‘Man’ kind

By-gone are days when we were creepers

We now need no masculine umbrellas

We are happy, we are sad, we are simply Us

We are the new-age Cinderellas’