The Sex

                           

THE SEX

 

I was nourished as a seed of love.....

I never knew that people would hate me like a black dove.......

 

Times have changed...hearts have not......

Minds have changed but thoughts have not....

 

They kill me,

They kill me even before I am born......

 

I have an equal right to be here

I have an equal right to live here........

Then why do I have to Fear?

 

I shed tears............I even shed blood

Books are for boys

For me there were always ‘used toys...’

 

I have been thrown away in rivers

I have been hung on trees

I have no woolen clothes

To save myself from the freeze winter

 

What have I done

I don’t understand

Being myself has become such a crime.........

 

Is it just my existence which hurts you so much

Or
Is it just my life that makes you brutal so much...........

 

I was muse for some......

And I was an inspiration for many to them....

 

I was the Prime Minister....

I was the President....

I was an IPS

But answer for having a girl child

is still not a  ‘YES’

 

I doubt my fate every day

Just don’t kill me that’s what 
I pray 
the whole day

 

“Today in Indian villages and even in cities

The girl child is taken as a curse still

Some are killed....many are killed before they are even born...

Some are sold and some have terrible

Stories which are still untold......

Everyone has a right to live”

 

                       ‘SAVE THE GIRL CHILD’


Rajeshwar Singh