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THE GIRL CHILD.

She came to the world crying.
Bloodstains all over her frame.
Her tiny hands not worth shaking.
Though naked,she is not ashame.

Her parent were so so proud.
They invite multitude of crowd.
Wasn't she worth the celebration?
She,A mother to all the nation.

So innocent and so tiny.
She radiate plentiful joy.
Her dimpled cheek so lovely.
She is such a joy to watch.

Why can't she remain so small?
Remain a girl's child forever.
Alas! one day,she will grow tall.
Her innocence lost forever.

She doesn't deserve the pain.
Her small,round eyes pleads.
She has no choice,but live with pains.
Of what the nature decreed.


Omoniyi Wasiu Abiodun
© Dec,2019 #The girl child
THE GIRL CHILD.

She came to the world crying.
Bloodstains all over her frame.
Her tiny hands not worth shaking.
Though naked,she is not ashame.

Her parent were so so proud.
They invite multitude of crowd.
Wasn't she worth the celebration?
She,A mother to all the nation.

So innocent and so tiny.
She radiate plentiful joy.
Her dimpled cheek so lovely.
She is such a joy to watch.

Why can't she remain so small?
Remain a girl's child forever.
Alas! one day,she will grow tall.
Her innocence lost forever.

She doesn't deserve the pain.
Her small,round eyes pleads.
She has no choice,but live with pains.
Of what the nature decreed.


Omoniyi Wasiu Abiodun
© Dec,2019 #The girl child