I have seen a baby girl;
covered with little black cloth,
lying near a dirty drain,
crying, crying and crying.
a"_"
Beautiful creature with tearful eyes,
throwing her legs and hands,
all over the sides,
and crying, crying, crying.
a"_"
Soon two old man goes,
near her, to check her out,
and passed near me by saying,
that was her last crying.
a"_"
I thanked the God !
who blessed her by death,
and freed her from,
crying all though life.
a"_"
Now none can tease her by
saying her, poor girl !
none of world's lived God can
beat, burn, rape or murdered her.
a"_"
Lucky girl, meet with her destiny,
and freed from all pain !
soon, thousands of cries come to me,
God knows, what will be their end.
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