Dear friends, This poem is in reponse to a mother's heartless act of throwing her girl baby in a dustbin, discarding her as a piece of torn rag... The irony is police found her on the " children's Day'...... We women should hang our heads in shame pray and wish for the safety of girlchild She Watery cushion cuddling her, she thrives Her limbs grow at a silent natural pace Closed are her eyes and tiny her ears Yet fully aware of life and its vibrations She doesn’t know the pangs of hunger, Her tiny pouch is filled without asking for She kicks gently and coos silently She is tenderly molded, perfectly modeled Wet and glistening like a pearl in an oyster, She is a magic of the creator Created within a mothers womb The magic is gone The day she is born Seems she is a load too heavy Even to that woman who bore her for months Reasons are varied, result is the same She is left to the earth and winds By the mother who proceeds nonchalantly to Bear only sons! Are such women Mothers or man – making machines? Women so heartless to finch at a girl But who don’t mind bleeding and dying for The pride called son! Let such un – womanly women and their uncouth men Break down, vanish and get annihilated Heralding and welcoming the birth of a GIRL – Child Into a safe and halcyon world Where girls of any color and race are received with Joy, triumph and grace! Hail and happiness to thee oh girl child Welcome, welcome and welcome again!