The Cradle

This is dedicated to Baby Afreen..The 3 month Old who was recently tortured and killed by her own father..

This is her version..May her soul Rest In Peace!!

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The bright light shone and I was scared..
My heart beat fast , it was a strange new place.
And then in her hands, I felt at peace..
She was smiling, eyes filled with love,looking at me - My mother!!

I'm "born",I heard them say..
"No, I already was..Just came out!!" , I wanted to say...
Another man came smiling ..he touched with care.
I knew it..it was him..My first hero- My Father!!

I'm a "Girl" , I heard them say..
My mom still smiled, but my dad's vanished.
he looked unhappy, took his hands from me and walked away..
What was it?? Was it my fault?? I did not know!!

My dad's once caring hands, now hurt me..
he beat me and threw me to the ground..
I cried and pleaded , but dad, you did not hear..
But, why?? Was it my fault?? I did not know!!

I'm not able to breathe and my body aches..
My mom is in tears and my world is turning dark..
You don't want me because I'm a girl..
Is it that bad ,dad, to be a 'girl'??

I'm "dying", I heard them say..
"Let me go.." , I wanted to say..
There are pipes in my nose and mouth..
A lot of people around me,all seemed to care, but him...

I wish I could go back to my mom..
Into her from where I came..
It was dark..but I was safe,loved and cared...
I wish I was not "born"..I wish I had not come...

I love you,mom, I always will!!

I wish , dad , you hear me now..
I came to stay,but you are sending me away!!
I would have made you proud , dad!!
And I love you...

Because you , are my only hero...