A short poem about how children are set aside on the bases of their gender and they end up killing themselves.
Her mother pushed her into that well,
from thrashing and scolding. That were not well
she hated her.
Why?
She was a girl and she needed a boy.
God gives a child
No choice
her mother didn’t know that.
She understood the work of God.
One cold morning, she rushed to that well
God forgive me
recieve me as i am, a girl
She prayed
And comfortably. She
Dived.
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