Born a girl, with eyes of gray
Mute as a mouse,
In a loud house
Born a girl on a blue day.
She lived known by a name, they say
Calling her way, night and day
Mute as a mouse,
Wore no pants or no blouse
Worked this girl, on the gray paved street
Shamed from her home, on a blue lit day
Girl, now woman with eyes sad gray
Mute as a mouse
Banned from her house
Never had the chance to tell her story
Once upon a blue lit day
Died a woman, without a hair of gray
Died like a mouse
Without a known house
No one knew her name or death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have beautifully penned the sad episode of the woman, who was born 'Mute as a mouse, In a loud house' and 'Died like a mouse Without a known house No one knew her name or death'. - Simply wonderful!