In the rural parts of India, the girl child is abandoned, or worse killed. If she is lucky, she is made to beg and is treated in the most barbaric manner. Though nowadays the girl child is given respect due to the NGO's which support women empowerment, th


A beggar's child

A beggar's child,
If she had known,
Had no right to play,
Just go to work all day

A beggar's child,
She was born,
A hard fact,
For her father to accept,
Who wanted the pride,
Of giving birth to a boy,
With whom he could drink,
At the end of the day

A beggar's child,
If she had known,
Had no right of say,
Just sit and moan,
In an akward tone,
As she would never,
Get her way

She has no life of her own,
and no one to listen to her,
and say "It's a phase and it'll pass
and that it's ok"

With no one by her side,
She must sit and cry,
Outside the door all day,
Until someone takes pity,
And gives her a penny,
After all she is a beggar's child

Author: Kshiti Dubey
Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh (A.P.)
Copyright (c): Kshiti Dubey



Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
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Written on 2008-09-01 at 13:41

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liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
Sad that this happens.

Very powerfully expressed

~L.~
2010-11-18


Phyllis J. Rhodes
A sadly beautiful poem. This really touched my heart. I immediately thought of pictures I've seen of these young girls with huge dark eyes that reflect hopelessness. I want to rescue them all. But how? The world needs to be reminded over and over that these precious little ones are being thrown away like garbage.
2008-09-01