The Girl Child....... Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair
The Girl Child.......
Pots and pans, Pots and pans,
This is all I've got to do
Cook and wash the live long day
A girl child whose future is doomed.
My brothers go to school every day
while I endlessly mop and broom
'cause I've heard my parents say
'you will be a bride now too soon'
'Then you will be sent so far away
To the house of your bride groom
But your brothers will herein happily stay
With their brides to endlessly brush and broom
I hope things change for the girl child and she is liberated soon. A very cleverly laid out poem and one with a deep meaning to it.
I know to well India of the plight of the India girl child A man from my church has been working to change their lives with the Remia project One man who has been making a difference In India all on his own with the help of God read my poem Mother India
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 4:53:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Why Indian villages alone? We can spot them all throughout the happening world. A fine write Srikumarji..