I have never been a poet myself, but this poem is written by my brilliant cousin sister, Nidhi M and I wanted it to be read.This poem is about female feoticide which is a horrible evil practice in India as girls are considered to be a burden on the society.
Little woes in a womb
As in my mother’s womb I stayed,
In fright I’d often curl
As in dread of the day I often lived,
When they‘d come to know I was a girl
I often wondered
Whether they’d love me
I often pondered
On what they’d think of me
Would I be the apple of their eyes
Or a sore burden in my parents’ lives?
Would they encourage my tries
Or discourage my life’s developing strides?
Would they soothe or instil
In me the fears
With which my heart would fill
With disappointment in the coming years?
Would I be their good luck charm
Or a curse with no place in their heart?
Would they guide and protect me from harm
And play a loving parent’s part?
Would they let me live
In the first place? I ask
Would the social awareness drives give
Me protection? I ask
Let me live, I beg you
Let me enjoy
What is enjoyed by you
Tomorrow , let me raise my head
In pride and say that
‘I am proud to be a girl child!!’