Spoiler
There is this thing in India to kill the baby girl child even before she is born that is in the womb of her mother especially in the rural areas and even if they are born the society does not let them live..... So this poem is dedicated to them... Please save the girl child
Let her live.
She does not deserve to die.
She hasn't even seen the world.
She can't even cry.
They say “Raising girls is like
watering someone else’s lawn”.
She is an asset.
Why do all forget?
When she is in poverty.
She is treated like property.
Bruised.
Accused.
Abused.
Scarred.
They ask "Girl child is a curse or blessing?"
A girl is always a blessing.
She gives birth to breathers.
How can she be a curse?
Without a girl,
a house is incomplete.
Without a girl,
we all are incomplete.
So let her live.
She does not deserve to die.
She hasn't even seen the world.
She can't even cry.
They suffocate her.
They bury her alive.
They strangulate her.
To give her poison they contrive.
Where are we heading?
A land with no girl!
But without her,
all would suffer mayhem.
So let her live.
She does not deserve to die.
She hasn't even seen the world.
She can't even cry.
