by Zeeshan Areef
(Mumbai, India)
The subject of equal rights is taboeed,
In a state where women are statued.
A ray of hope which we suffice on,
The Sons are favourties when a girl is born.
O' people of my nation, what your conscience dictates?
We are not real but love to imitate.
The real of us are flocks of sheep,
When we kill a girl in her sleep.
When the community asks,
Is this your task?
They say that our lives is like an empty flask.
We raise a girl child with enormous pain,
A liability she is, born in vain.
No one is happy and no one rejoice,
When a girl is born with God's choice.
But we humans are as smart as we are,
We can kill His choice without any bar.
God will look with pity on us,
Thinking there is no point left to discuss.
He promised he will make us suffer in the hereafter,
For our sins unless we find a woman to empower.
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