Weren’t they women, who brought forth kids many,
And went through labour pains to give them birth,
And nursed and reared them all with love truly,
When almost earning their heaven on earth?
Yet, they all lived a longer life-span good,
Despite the strife, diseases of their times,
Invoking Maker’s blessings when they should
In joys, woes, grief and more turbulent times!
But lo! Women of modern world seem weak,
And rarely have more than a child in life;
To doctors, hospitals, they often go to seek
Relief from painful misery and strife!
They kill their unborn children by crude means,
And live in threats of God’s rod – hellish scenes!
killing foetus is a crime though it is freely practised in punjab regions a thing to worry about great write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good write expressing much desired emotions. hellish scenes.