Friends, the main aim of this poem is to spread awareness about the importance of saving the girl child. Here, I discuss the current problems girls are facing these days because of female foeticide and how we can face and contribute to stop this cruel practice. This poem is in respond to a mother’s heartless act of throwing her baby girl in dustbins- discarding her as a piece of torn rag.
Watery cushion cuddling her she thrives
her limbs grow at a silent natural pace.
Closed are her eyes and tiny her ears
yet fully aware of life and its vibrations.
She doesn’t know the pangs of hunger
Her tiny pouch is filled without asking
she kicks gently and coos silently
She is tenderly modeled, perfectly modeled
wet and glistening like a pearl in an oyster
created by God and is a magic in a mother’s womb.
The magic is gone the day is born
she seems a load too heavy
Even to that woman who bore her for months.
Reasons are varied, the results is the same
she is left to the earth and winds
By the mother who proceeds nonchalantly
To bear only sons.
Are such women just mothers or man making machines?
Women so heartless to finch at a girl
but don’t mind bleeding and dying for the pride called son.
Let’s such unwomanly women,these uncouth men
Break down, vanish and get annihilated
Heralding and welcoming the birth of a girl child!
Into a safe and halcyon where girls of any colour, race
And are received with joy, triumph and grace!
Hail and happiness oh you girl child
Welcome, welcome and welcome again!