Karen Jane

Karen Jane Poems

(I didn't sell my daughter
I was lying unconscious after her birth)
I did not see her face
I didn't hear her cry
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Soaring and flying high up in the azure sky;
Big or small, irrespective of size I fly;
Full of passion and zest;
Whether it is dawn or dusk;
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I remember seeing thou - first time
You seemst to me stern
But that was childish fear - an allusion
And soon was't gone (I)
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My senses vanish, My hands tremble,
As I utter a heart rendering ‘tale';
A Tale from the regions frozen round the year (I)
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Wake up, Wake up! Thou slumbering sleep
Here I realize- how futile have these years been;
Through the years of knowledge
Whatever I have gained; Is it all in vain?
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Once upon a time
God created two creatures
Man and Woman and settled ‘em,
In the Garden of Eden. (I)
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Road to hell and heaven are the same,
Its people who choose different lanes
Some to Hell, and some to Heaven,
Leaving their kins to get rotten.
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My eyes are saying what I don't say
Listen to what my lips don't say
My thirsty heart wanna feel
Your wet lips on my fingertips
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I love my man
I'm a lie if I say I don't
I love my man
I'm a lie if I say I don't
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Unheard Voice

(I didn't sell my daughter
I was lying unconscious after her birth)
I did not see her face
I didn't hear her cry
My neighbors told me -
'She was very beautiful'
But my mother buried her alive. (I)

How would you feel
If this happened to your child?
My husband too warned saying
'Marriage stands annulled next time
If you deliver a female child.' (II)

My next was a female child too
And I had to carry her all alone
Into deep waters on my shoulders
I simply lowered her as I crossed -
A burden I will carry
Forever within my consciousness. (III)

I suffered a lot giving birth to a child
But as a woman I had no choice
To become a silent killer wanting to save my daughter alive
Being pushed into this abyss of criminality
In the matrix of everyday life. (IV)

Listen as I speak
Of my isolation and alienation
A fear constantly fragmenting,
‘The Hope' that helplessly hovers. (V)

Why a woman's life become
So cheap, expendable and devalued?
In the face of Women's Empowerment one still finds her
Being oppressed, denied rights and abused. (VI)

Enduring the penalty of ‘being female'
Marginalized to the extremes
You can hear an ‘Unheard Voice'
Challenge the doublespeak and deceit
That dwells the fabric of Development
And mocks at her misery. (VII)

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