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a poem written by me about gender inequality in India:
When I was inside my mother,
I heard my parents talk to one another.
They thought I was a baby boy
And gifted my mother fruits and a toy.
For me to use when I would come out;
Where I could play and I could shout.
But when they came to know the pearl,
Was actually a little girl.
My father became sad;
And after a few minutes, mad.
He beat my mother very much
But I was inside her safer clutch.
As I came out I looked around,
My mother was silent I found.
As I grew up my parents hated me more.
What my brother got, I never bore.
Where he went I could never see;
This was the world for me.
And I thought about it too much.
I could neither sleep nor have my lunch.
Why don’t you realize:
Even I feel hurt, I sleep, I cry
I am also a living being, tender and mild.
What if a girl I am also a child?
too good... very well written :)