Save the girl child
a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India
Save the daughter, but from whom,
From acid, from rapists or evil eyes,
Tell me, can you save your daughter,
Do you feel secure?
Wolves are always on the prowl,
Nobody in our land is secure,
Should we save her from abortion,
Can you promise her life secure?
Laws are not so stringent,
Money turns every door,
Provisions of Law are misapplied,
Justice turns into a whore.
Raped and burnt alive,
See the victims plight.
You call it life, is this life,
And you say to save the girl child.
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