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Jagajiban Sethi

Abstract


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Jagajiban Sethi

Abstract


Infanticide

Infanticide

1 min 5 1 min 5

What is the thing,

Disseminate beam of ray

How, joyful children’s

Rough house with clay.

I anxiously wait,

When I’ll join the gang?

To give expression

To my pent up binge.

The dazzling flower,

And its fragrance,

Colourful festivals,

With flamboyance. And the summon by,

Cuckoo from tree,

Capricious mind mine,

Want to set free.

What they negotiate?


Aghast, makes me numb,

They only talked about,

To prepare my tomb.

I’m an embryonic infant,

Yet in enventre sa mere

I promise, I never will

Demand for special care.

Why? Decide to aborticide

What is my sin?

How beautiful motherhood!

You are my kin.


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