An Unborn Girl's Cry

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God has not yet made the lines on my hand,
And you have announced the judgment of my stand.

Please Dad! Don’t have me killed,
I, too, want to see my build.

Please, Let me join your so social society,
I promise I’ll do work of every variety.

Don’t worry for hiring a maid,
I’ll do work without being paid.

Don’t panic about my schools look,
I’ll self study from my brother’s book.

Dad, please don’t care for my dowry,
I’ll stay with you and will not marry.

I will help you from my childhood,
And support you in your old age as I should.

But, If you still think that I’ll be a burden for you,
Then, please! Don’t spend for this operation too.

I’ll myself tell God and his messenger,
That my family had me surrender.

And, this is what my family has said,
To see me in this world as dead.

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 Kamalpreet Singh

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