The Unwanted Child

The Unwanted Child

Be quiet, don’t fight, lip tight!
Hearing this, bright eyes turn dim, moistened rim,
Tears brim, but no respite, words bite,
Stern sight. Why me? reason I can’t see.

Your birth was not worth on this earth,
There was no mirth, T’was bad and sad
To have had, a girl, unfurl
From the womb’s curl. Just breathe, don’t seethe.

You are a curse that can’t reverse; averse we are,
No need to converse, a boy would give us joy.
Don’t annoy, just listen don’t glisten,
It is not your mission to cheer, but only hear.
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