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My Daughter

My daughter had an abortion
She was hooked to alcohol
She slept with savages
She took drugs with cronies
She was sad and morose
She did not care anybody
She left school at 16
Went to reformation home at 18
Released at 19
And got pregnant at 20
She aborted a fetus of 25gms

This story may be noted my lord
She died at 21.

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Danka Sikorska

September 21, 2014 at 4:20 AM

Gosh, it is such a sad story... I feel really sorry for you. It must have been awfully painful to watch how your baby destroys herself. May God rest her soul.

Danka Sikorska

September 21, 2014 at 4:21 AM

I noticed now that it was not about your own daughter, but still... watching your kids die this way must be awful... I don't have children yet, but I cannot imagine losing my child like this.

Nedra Wilson

September 20, 2014 at 7:16 PM

Thank you for your commemt on my poem. I enjoyed reading some of your poems. This one I is real every day for parents all over the world. I hope this was not your daughter. If this was your daughter this should be healing for your soul to write it as it was.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

September 21, 2014 at 12:56 AM

Thank you for your beautiful comments. Yes, this mishap did not happen to me but it did happen to other people. Real people. I have shared their sorrows. Love Nedra.

Pandita Sietesantos

September 20, 2014 at 4:17 PM

Wow - what a tragic story - but an excellent write! Rajit, this one really tore at me! It is so terribly sad that too many young people are ending up just like the girl in this incredible piece. Pandita

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

September 21, 2014 at 1:01 AM

Yes Pandita, it did happen to some people. We should make serous effort to make this world a better place for our children. Love.

Nette Onclaud

September 20, 2014 at 2:22 PM

this is a gut-wrenching, brave story.. I hope it's fictional, rajat... beautifully habdled.. huggs

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

September 21, 2014 at 1:11 AM

nette,it is not fictional, it is real. But it did not happen to me but to other people. We must share their sorrows. They are our children after all. As parents or as elder brother or sister we must take their problems very seriously. I am sorry to say I find some sort of indifference is prevailing in our society. I am thankful you have shared my feelings. Love.

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