The Girl Child
The Girl Child
I was conceived out of an act of love,
My sex determined by the male chromosome,
I grew slowly and steadily in her womb,
Neither caused trouble, nor made a sound
With time her body started adapting,
The first sign was nausea in the morning,
They rushed her to the nearest clinic,
They had to make sure it was not a trick.
I could hear them speaking in whispers,
I wondered, what was the secret being discussed?
I did not bother and focused on growing,
In there i was secure, it was so comforting.
It was time for the next health visit,
She was delirious, I could sense it,
I felt her being pushed on to a stretcher,
Of her protests, no one seemed to bother,
Till she lost consciousness, she kept murmuring,
I failed in my duty, I am sorry my darling!
It's not your fault I said, you are trying,
Whatever it is, please stop crying!!
Then, I was blinded by strong flashing lights,
I started to shiver, it was getting cold inside,
The truth was suddenly there, staring at my face
For being a girl, I was going to pay the price
Oh! How.much I wanted to be in her arms,
To feel her touch and see her charms,
Now I know, this will remain a dream,
I vow to keep mum, not let out a scream.
My parts are ripping, but I don't care
Not a sound I make, though the pain is severe,
And then I was out, still breathing,
The chord was cut, I knew i was not staying
My heart bleeds when I see my dream vanishing,
Me from my mother, they are separating,
I forgive her for this, although I am dying,
I still love her, my mother, my everything.....