Deprived of voice deprived of rights,
Who knew to be girl can make you fright.
Why men here think the same,
Having a baby girl is a matter of shame.
So many killed before their birth,
So many not, allowed living on this earth.
In the name of honour and the nauseated fame,
Why girls are buried just for family name.
Can’t you see the life, Can’t you see nature
Is it possible, without her signature!
Stop suppressing her; she is not your slave,
She can destroy you, better stop acting naive.
She brought you up, she can bring you down
Underestimating her power, won’t get you crown.
Realize what you doing before it’s too late
You have no idea she can vandalize your fate.