The Girl Poem by Vidushi Khera

A girl is born to a family
“Female infanticide” her fate will be
Even if she lives and has her breath
Her life will be even worse than death
Yes she is the one I’m talking about
The common girl I’m talking about

That little girl is not educated
At a small age she is married
She doesn’t even know what marriage is
Her husband died, now a widow she is
Yes she is the one I’m talking about
The common girl I’m talking about

She is the one who’s given no respect
What’s being done to her, is there no one to inspect?
She’s being burnt, she’s being cut
She’s being raped and her mouth is shut
Yes she is the one I’m talking about
The common girl I’m talking about

Oh! That poor little girl
On the floor she has to curl
She works all day
Doesn’t get any pay
Yes she is the one I’m talking about
The common girl I’m talking about

Shouldn’t we help her in any way?
To improve her condition day by day
Shouldn’t she be given her rights?
To let her dreams fly like kites
Yes she is the one I’m talking about
The common girl I’m talking about

She is now working equal to men
With the tools and with the pen
She gets wages and salaries too
Now she can support her family too
Yes she is the one I’m talking about
The “GEN-X” girl I’m talking about