The Heir

She opened her eyes for the first time,
Saw the world with a pair of eyes.
Mother was there,
Right in front of her.
What was missing,
Were her family members,
From the hospital room.

Blames and taunts were traded,
An unfortunate day, it was called.
Old cribble and clothes were gifted,
To the baby that was just born.

She grew up to age of two,
Wore clothes that were old and loose.
Mother would love,
Cherish and protect her.
What was bizarre,
Were the taunts of the family members,
That her mother would endure and cry secretly upon.

Thought it was her fault,
She was a baby maybe that's why,
Little did she know,
The fault wasn't in her but her gender.

She was of 6 years now,
When her younger brother was born,
Mother was there,
Holding the baby,
What was oddball ,
The joy in the face of family members
When they exclaimed, “ The heir has arrived!!”

Sweets was bought and distrubuted,
Functions took place.
New clothes were gifted,
To the baby who was just born.

Closing to the age of eight, the boy of two,
Big differences fell upon her plate.
Mother was nontheless the same,
Unbiased love for the two.
What changed,
Was the perpetual love by the family members,
Not towards her, but the boy.

Slowly the time flew,
More differences did arise.
Finally her mistake did she realize,
She was the girl, but her brother was the boy.

As she entered her teen,
Her freedom was taken away.
Mother was helpless,
Couldn't stop her from being trapped at home.
What was the reason you wonder,
She's grown, said the family members,
A good lady doesn't go outside alone.

Freedom was taken,
Outdoors were traded with indoors.
Household chores she learned,
While her brother played and enjoyed.

In a few years she was sold,
Along with the dowry the in laws insisted upon.
Mother stood there,
Debilitated and in tears.
What was the occasion?
Was the wedding of a girl,
The espousal conducted by the family members,
Of the girl to the man of thirty two.

First night of the wedding,
She was raped by her own husband.
In the name of marriage custom was it,
When she was shredded of her virginity.

At the age of twenty two,
When after two miscarriage and two girls,
Mother in law wasn't very happy.
“Give me an heir or leave the house,
What use do these girls have?”
In the end she was thrown from the house
When a boy she couldn't produce.

With two baby girl,
She went to her father's home.
The shelter was denied,
The mother and the girls now had nowhere to go.

This is the story
Of not one but one of many
How a girl is treated
By many cruel parts of the society