I Am the Half Population

I am killed before I could take birth

I am abandoned left to rot after birth

I have been waiting for the same Love

Struggling for all I am worth

Let me come into this world
I have purpose and dream of my own

I promise I will not let you down

I have the right talent, I can make you proud

In name of dowry I am sold

What to wear and hide I am recursively told

Pointing fingers still rest upon me

What have I done wrong, I feel so cold!

I am mistreated, abused every second minute

My face is burnt in the agony of smashed ego
I have 'No' right to say 'No'

I know you can't hear me mourn?

I am affectionate as your mother

I am the praying for your health as wife

I am the half population

I ask for respect and compassion

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