A Mistake

First day of my life And I was served with a knife; At that small age, what had I done It is true, the mistake was one; Yelps and cries all over the place As everyone was indulged in a race; Me lying on burning floor with an innocent face Floor really seemed like a burning furnace; A minute ago, everybody was flattered Glancing at me, their dreams shattered; I was covered with a cloth torn and tattered My back was burning but it hardly mattered; Yes I was a ‘she', that was my mistake My heart was transparent like a lake; My tear filled eyes were asking for help But nobody bothered my cry or yelp; A man stood up with anguish look A sharp and shiny knife then he took; Feminine hearts were beating so fast As they knew I would hardly last; Man with anguish looks was none He was my father only and one; Crowd present there was around a ton I was to be slayed and they had fun; My mother's lap was hungry for me Yes to pick me, to hug me, to kiss me; As she stepped little to save me My father has already started slaying me; One and a two and a three and a four The silence was bitter and sour; Suddenly a painful scream hit the floor And was finally killed with the stabs of four; Red was the color all over the place The second I was born I saw this race; People were empathetic towards this face But nobody was there to have a ‘she' craze; At last I died with the smile quiet well Because I was happy to leave such hell.