I am a girl almost, almost few minutes ripened,
Looking at my parents while by a nurse I was wiped.
I think I looked beautiful but why didn’t anyone smile?
I think I wasn’t too fragile for my makers to hold me tight;
To a distant hot place I was taken, a momentary home indeed;
I had five sisters eldest though thirteen was married lately.
They too looked unhappy perhaps they wanted a brother ,
Maybe then they could get rid of their parent’s unceasing torture..
My mother now held me my almost mother,
I could feel her warmth while she rocked me on her shoulder;
Banging off door jumping off feet, my father walked in and snatched me away indeed.
With my mother he had an inaudible talk,perhaps I think he wanted to take me for a walk;
Weather was cozy but not as cozy as my fathers firm chest ,
I basked in the misconception that I was being caressed.
His touch was not too gentle but still for the first time I laughed,
He looked into my eyes and took me apart;
He took me to a cold dark place that looked like a nightmare ,
But I still smiled in the misconceptionthat my protector was there,
I implored my father that I loved him but he didn’t understand,
He laid me on ground removing the sand;
The ground was impersonal I shrieked aloud,
But my father was busy preparing my shroud,
I sensed a presentiment, I cried my last cry
In the lap of mother earth I was cast away, I was buried alive.