Little Girl

LITTLE GIRL


THROUGH THE RIVERS OF GANGES 
BY THE VILLAGES FAR FROM CITIES CROSSING MILES AND MILES
NO ONE HEARS LITTLE GIRL'S SINGLE LITTLE CRY 
BY THE HEART OF THAT MOTEHR WHO VOICE IS SHUT DOWN
BY THE HEARTLESS FATHER WHO HAS NO REGRET OVER TO HIS LITTLE LAST CRY
NO ONE COULD HEAR HER , HEAR HER FOR THE LAST TIME
BY THE WINDS BY SEAS BY ROADS NO ONE HAS SAVED HER
NO ONE HAS THE COURAGE OR GUTS TO PRESEVED THE LITTLE LIFE


CORRUPTION TRAVELS FASTER IN THE COUNTRY
MORE THAN THE FASTEST TRAIN HAVE BEEN SEEN
BRIBERY IN ALL SECTORS COMMON LIKE , COMMON TEA
MORE THAN YOU CAN COUNT THIS COUNTRY AND ALIKE HAS LOST
MORE LITTLE GIRLS BEYOND THE COUNTABLES 
NOT COMMON IN OTHESR BUT TRADITIONS HERE
MORE LIKE A ACCEPTABLE SOCIETIAL SHAME
NO ONE HAS THE COURAGE OR GUTS TO PRESEVED THE LITTLE LIFE




IS THERE A WAY TO SAVE THAT LITTLE CRY
TO SAVE THE INNOCENT BEING FROM THE CLUCHES OF PATHETIC DEVIL HANDS
CAN YOU SAY ANYTHING CAN YOU SAVE HER
TO LET HER LIVE TO LET THE LITTLE CRY TO SPREAD
TO NAME HER ON GODS NAME TO NAME HER LITTLE GIRL
CAN YOU CROSS THE GANGES YAMMNA AND INDUS TO SAVE HER
TO STOP THOSE BRIBED HANDS TO TAKE HER LITTLE LIFE
NO ONE HAS THE COURAGE OR GUTS TO PRESEVED THE LITTLE LIFE

WHEN THAT LITTLE GIRLS CRY WILL BE HEARED 
WILL BE SAVED
WHEN THE LITTLE GIRL WILL HER LIFE BEYOND HER KILLERS
NO ONE HAS THE COURAGE OR GUTS TO PRESEVED THE LITTLE LIFE



EVERY YEAR IN MANY DEVELOPING COUNTRIES THE GILL IS CONSIDERD SHAME AND DISGRACE AND THE UNBORN FEMALE CHILD IS GOD FORBID PUT TO DEAD IN MOTHERS WOMB , SHAMEFULLY SOME UNETICAL MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS AND POLITIANS INVOLVES IN THOSE HEINOUS CRIME PLEASE LIKE SHARE AND COMMENT
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November 16, 2024 at 7:11 AM
Hi Farihaa, I am pleased I found your poetry today, because this is a subject so close to my heart. I was mistreated by my husband(first marriage) for refusing to abort my younger son. My in laws could see I was pregnant, but I couldn't speak about it. I loved both my sons before they were born, I still do! Although I have not always been the perfect parent, to be a mother is a gift I treasure forever. I have two poems to post, written a while ago, I am now inspired by you to post them.(( Hugs)
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