An unsafe world -(‘Why was I ever born a girl child?’)
In the eyes of all, biased and bigoted,
With no one to support, she suffers this harsh world solitary.
Confined in her walls, her feeling’s distorted,
Will she ever encounter the comforts of security?
Her voice suppressed, her actions restrained,
To protect her from the hands of the beast’s,
Her existence hidden and her ‘futile’ soul chained.
Will the injustices ever cease?
She did question, but the answer was clear,
‘The world is not safe my child’
Unfortunately true and regrettably sever.
Will this problem ever subside?
Each of her days spent in agonizing anguish
And all her wishes subdued.
Can she hold on or will she perish?
Will she still be pursued?
And as she fights and combats these torments,
And hopes she regains her long lost smile,
She asks herself, while she glumly laments,
‘Why was I ever born a girl child?’